The street is lined in candles and stained in blood Brothers killing brothers Cops killing and being killed Our souls are stained We are all paying for the sins of the past Fingerprints on our soul Hands from the past holding us back We feel comfortable blaming it on guns or race The only privilege…
I grow tired of holding my tongue and gritting my teeth Forced to be the bigger man while they lie and they cheat Sticking to the script while they skip all the scenes Using children as weapons because they fail with their dreams It’s a shame you use the little man to hold against your…
I’ll let the photo speak for itself.
Watch me stand and smile as you scream and yell Watch my eyes as they look at you with kindness and love Watch my head shake as your voice quakes Watch me You hide behind people throwing shade Another prick with no balls You lost something precious You are corroded by failure and envy and…
Alone Starving for life Left foot forward into the Pacific I stand arms over head calling out to the Universe I dance with serendipity through its glorious splendor Covered by a blanket of stars that is serenity Free and alive once again I am blessed in her love
Toujours je vais vous aime she said in her French Canadian accent as she sauntered away Her softly spoken words played softly like music dancing through the lonely corridors of my mind Subtle and assuring She didn’t look back She didn’t hesitate or fumble for words She spoke deliberate and direct All I could see…
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Sometimes you’re right where the Universe places you and other times you find your self lost. Regardless of where you are the path you take will eventually lead you back to where you need to be and to your true self. Your soul is covered in Xs where you thought found treasure and each X…
The pain that I bury deep inside burns Sometimes I feel like my soul is living Hell just living in my flesh I’m finally coming home This road I’ve walked, that I’ve been walking is where I’m meant to be but fuck it’s hard sometimes I’ve slept on concrete floors, broken bread with strangers, and…
