Where does one start his journey t… If a picture is worth a thousand, nowadays in public housing, it would only say, “In God We Tr… But it is never enough,
How come you are like the air to m… I can’t hear or see you But I know you are there for me Each inhale bringing clarity you take care of me
Waves come and go while the tides forever roll clocks turn, and the sun will set Always under the weather But I’m not ready yet
These words so permanent, Each letter I feel. With words so permanent, How do I distinguish what’s real?
Sailing at night or sailing in mor… all sailors take warning. We live in a tide of lows. With sewage that backflows through…
I don’t understand let me through let me through I have two hands just like you yet mine have been scarred and bro…
Insecure the feelings here steer this car Not a clue to where I’ll go
Stowaways, each and every one of u… All in an accident, A collection of particle dust There’s an infinity to be observed Where no sound is heard
The pencil my blood And paper lined the same Like each and every vein They carry the graphite I used to write through the night
I love the sound Every droplet hitting the ground Speeding up just to slow back down Its like your beating heart There’s thunder inside
Gut full of rocks and head the sam… I guess I’m stone washed but these jeans are mine and no one elses, when you think leave I
Just a machine yet theres still a bad heart left nested into nothing, beating to a false dream Coincidences in the colors but not from one to another’s We are all a child at one point...
It’s the dollar bill that kills cheap thoughts been bought from the man that said you cant
Write a poem, just another one, Another minute Another death, an unappreciated br… Just the two of us, my heart, your…
To be a poet. Is it knowing self-worth? If that is truly something, It wasn’t given at birth. Words are sharp, they cut like kni…