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Miracles

I believe that when the universe creating me, it did so with its own image in mind.

I believe I am protected inside of The universe law

And that this law balances the galaxy.

I believe that nothing exist

and that life is a very convincing illusion.

I believe that the ocean is in the sky

and that universe is in our reflection.

I believe in miracles.

I believe we are.

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Moody

I want more

Someone to love me like I’ve never been loved before

Tired of keeping love to myself

I want to share it with someone else

But I’m crazy as fuck

And was raised to be tough

I got hella mood swings

Because I been through stuff

Acting like I want change

But I’m moving the same

Always aggressive, missing the lessons

Feeling neglected, wishing for blessings

No use for stressing I’m money collecting

Praying for peace with a gun on the dresser

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Pre Judged

You look like the girl

To make guys fall in love with you

Yeah you the type a girl

They wanna ball in the club with you

You look like the girl

That want it all no limits

Ya Money tall no gimmicks

So you ain’t worried about a image

Yeah you the type of girl

That niggas try to spit game to

Probably give they last name to

But you ain’t bowing to a lame dude

You look like a girl

That got some issues buried

Yeah you the type a girl

Be living life in a hurry

But I don’t even know ya story

I put you in a category

Im prejudging that’s corny

So when I see you you ignore me

Trying to act like I know you

When I don’t even know your name

Its so hard to approach you

With no cars and no chains

I feel like you want a baller

Ya cell phone full of starters

You finding ways to make money

So you ain’t thinking about daughters

Ya hair always done

Ya snap chats look fun

You live life on the run

So you don’t ever see the sun

I hear being pretty hurts

I wonder if you go to work

I wonder if you know ya worth

You probably thinking I’m jerk

I never know what to say

Never know when to say it

still finding my way

Alot of patience and praying

Sometimes I think I want love

Sometimes I think I want lust

So sometimes when we hug

I think of grabbing your butt

I get lost in your beauty

Feels like I’m trapped in a maze

But you ain’t trying to recruit me

because of my arrogant ways

But You don’t even know my story

You put me in a category

You prejudging that’s corny

You’ll probably see me and ignore me

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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 escape to a place hidden from the eyes

And to no longer express anger or bitterness towards the people who have told me lies.

Often I find myself living two lives;

one on the ground and the other in the sky.

This causes me to feel like I’m running out of time.

So I’ve been convincing myself to do it all at once.

Making me too impatient for kindness inappropriately blunt, and blindly in love with women I can’t have until they give me what I want.

But on the other hand, I got this gift you see?

A style that makes people want to be just like me.

When I touch their souls I sense a purpose

and they love me so much that it makes me nervous.

If I knew where I was headed, I’d proudly lead the way.

But I’m still unsure whether I should leave or stay.

If leaving will hurt then staying will make me feel blue.

Guess this is how life is when you’re living many truths.

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