Poet, Photographer, Creative
She gave him the gift that keeps on giving
So he just trying to keep on living
Had to explain it to his siblings
But he can’t even understand his feelings
Doing his best to cope with it
He gets higher than the ceiling
He pop pills and smoke dope with it
He probably about to be evicted
He can’t work as much as he used to
Can’t keep his grades up at his new school
He has so much he’s going through
But he wears designer clothes and a smile to fool you
A lot makes me sad
Not much makes me happy
I like playing games
And spending time with family
I hate pretending
I hate having to be “manly”
I like being in Atlanta
I like a certain Cancer
I hate that my dad left me
I hate that her mom left her
It’s no one’s fault really
Though I feel like most thing fall on me
Maybe I’m right about everything
Or maybe I’m just bad at overthinking
This year seems a lot like the last
Not a bad thing it’s just what I’ve noticed
I’m still locked in
I’m still focused
Think I’m Ruffin and everybody else is Otis
It’s all about me
I’m who they come to see
If I stop then everything else gets messy.
Keeping the family on track like a train
Peace and prosperity the only things on my brain
Maybe because I’m an Aquarius
Maybe it has nothing to do with this
I’m not sure but…
The white capped waves wade and I am calmed
Any issues handed down are palmed
Worries are beached and their own to each
Soft, gritty, serenity below my feet
I am weak…
But the lady of the water carries me
For eternity I wish to be covered entirely
So the lady of the water marries me
Soothed by her commotion
Comforted by her motion
Waving in her wetness
Consummation with the lady of the ocean
First legs…then eyes opened
I am awoken…
Sometimes I think
Well, I think all the time…
At least I think I’m always thinking
What do you think?
I don’t think it really matters
Not what you think, but what anyone thinks
Everyone can think
So what makes what you think matter more than what I think?
Maybe no one should be thinking
Or maybe I’m thinking too much
I don’t really know.
What exactly is knowing anyway?
To know is to have learned.
To learn is to have been taught.
To have taught is to have thought.
Thoughts wander…
To be able to teach is to have once wandered.
You dishonor the father and your mother
When you murder your own brothers over colors
We become fools instead of royalty
When you as a queens doubt your kings
We become weaker as men if you listen
To how we speak down on our women
And trade the name bitch for their givens
One thing I learned…
You get what you earn
Polo and Jordan’s but mama struggling
Designer doesn’t mean anything when family still suffering
Burning candles
Chilled wine
Precipitation falling from the skies
I’m reminiscing on the time
When we were young
Not much meant anything
Somehow things that were nothing
Now mean everything
Money. Work. Society.
Youth was a blessing
No worries like, who would lie to me
You were truly your own deity
How do we replenish those child-like spirits?
Where when life was amplified by problems we couldn’t even hear it
If a situation was troubling we wouldn’t go near it
How do we replenish those child-like spirits?
I imagine your touch
I impersonate your feel
Love and pain,
No denying what we have is real
I can’t be fine with you leaving
I miss your presence
Just can’t seem to fake your essence
In need of your love
Can’t live without your existence
I’d die without our commitment
Seems like we have everything but consistence
See but it’ll all be fine with a little persistence.
Weekends playing Sims 3
Army Wives and Weeds on Netflix
No cable tv
Came with 2 bags and the intention to nurture
Knew I never wanted you to leave
So why did I hurt her?
I’d die for you
I’d even commit murder
Your looks kill
Your love keeps me living
I know I messed up
I hope I’m forgiven
Too Distinct 