Insomnia

How I’m sposed to go to sleep ? I’m living with PSTD Thoughts keep controlling me and aint no one consoling me Feeling all this urgency Its hard to get a hold of me cop cars patrolling me Tryna catch me serve the fiens Coulda caught a body went up state Before I got myContinue reading “Insomnia”

Unread

What happens to dreams unseen? Do they transfer to our roughs drafts? Perish away to our archives? Hide in our trash bins? -Seemingly destined for deletion- Or do they sit in our notifications like unopened email Waiting patiently for our attention

Projections

Through experience and observation, I’ve come to realize that  no other person will ever be made in our image except ourselves. So that if there is a such thing as a ” soul mate” – or whatever phrase is more appropriate today- he/she will also be made in an image of their own and thisContinue reading “Projections”

Many Truths

I know myself in ways that I could never explain. At time I feel like a slave who isn’t aware of his own chains. Other times I focus so much on my faults that I take an unfair amount of the blame, using weed and meditation to alleviate the pain. My goal is to escapeContinue reading “Many Truths”

What’s reality?

I believe that we are all afraid and because we are afraid we create personalities as defense mechanism against this world which seems so unpredictable at times. We never know what will or won’t happen and it causes us to create super hero’s in our minds; who’s jobs are to protect of from the chaos.Continue reading “What’s reality?”

The Goat

Dear Self, Lately I feel like it’s just me and you Because no one understand the changes I’m going through In my mind, if 1 wins, nobody can lose So why do I feel so uncomfortable expressing good news? Is it my fault that they got complacent? While I built myself and reconstructing my foundationContinue reading “The Goat”

Memoirs: How To Love

Had a lot of crooks try to steal my heart Sneaking through my windows Breaking in my cars Smoking all indo (weed) tearing me apart Pills on the counter don’t want to feel the scars Because they hurt real bad Like waiting for your dad But he never show, so now ya momma mad AndContinue reading “Memoirs: How To Love”

Memoirs:Theory About Riches

What does it mean to be rich? Which value do we use to measure someone’s wealth in this life?  Is it by the sum of luxury one has experienced? Or the pain one has endured as a sacrifice to see a loved one smile? Maybe its measured by the amount of material things acquired overContinue reading “Memoirs:Theory About Riches”