It took a long time, but I quit pretending things were ok. Propping myself up, despite the trama. Letting people create the image of me they wanted to see. The one they wanted to be with or a thing for which to play with. It took a long time, but I’m myself now. Venturing into… Continue reading Making you come True
Will I ever see you smile again? Will we be able to make ends meet someday? Will they stop killing black people in the streets in cold blood in my country? Will we be defeated by our differences? Will we find peace somehow, someway?
The city can be dark and misleading. People will trick and misuse you. Shout at you and flip you off. Traffic moves so fast that you may miss your turn. Will you ever be able to find your way? Perhaps the only way to do such a thing is to make your own. Look away… Continue reading Light in the City
Your eyes are open, but you still can’t see. Look closely. Underneath the news and the social media statuses. Nothing and no one are quite what they seem. You will be able to see more with your eyes closed and your mind opened.
The day will come when it all collapses upon itself. An empire crumbles. A ravaged world is left standing. Most will be lost without tweets and super markets. Some will get by on toiletries and canned goods. The initiated will be one with the land and the sun. And we will be together till the… Continue reading Fallout Dreams
We all move through our lives, trying to figure out the right answers to the choices we make. I don’t think their are wrong are right answers to life. We are simply guiding ourselves through the cosmos and dealing with the problems and pains of the path we take. Healing from the ones we lost.… Continue reading And then their was Life
Will you remember me? Once I exit the room, am I still what you see? Does your blood rush to the spots under the surface I touch? Is the love that lives enough to keep the passion afloat? Can you feel a part of me that no one else has discovered? Where our senses meet… Continue reading The Senses Between
Stake your place. Take your spot. Look back on today and say that you fought. Every morning you rise. Fuck the doubts and the lies. Let the world hear your war cries. Generate your own power to create your own empire. Follow me on Instagram 😁
I’m not perfect. Nothing about me makes sense. The moment I open my eyes, I fight anxiety. I make living with PTSD look easy. Pain of the past lives under scarred tissue that your eyes will never see. Crying helps sometimes, but it’s the emptiness that sticks. Will you love me, anyway? Maybe, give my… Continue reading Know This And Take it
In an unforgiving world, will you carry my guilt? Let our pain become one under a foundation we built. Will we embrace each other as the tide collides against our passion? Staring into our souls, wondering how we happened. And once the waves wash away, are we left there standing strong? My arms still wrapped… Continue reading New Construct
