A special someone in my life told me last night that, "We can't heal alone..." and that's been sticking with me all day. He is right, so for those who sincerely been loving and supporting me, if it seems I am taking you for granted, I deeply apologize. I promise, I am not. Survival mode … Continue reading We Can’t Heal Alone
As I recover from the pain from my very first kickboxing training session, I think about if I am materialist or idealist when it comes to life. Well what is pain? Is it a feeling? Is it reality? The “pain” I have is a feeling in my tense and sore muscles caused from getting physical … Continue reading Philosophical Vision: What Is Reality?
Dreams out weigh my harsh reality From my visions, I wish you could see me in my sleep So why would I want to wake up To the ugliness of this world, fuck. I'd rather stay under my rock and keep delivering you this art hop. "Cold World, High Hopes" My definition, my motto. … Continue reading Still Dreaming (Poetry)
I'm trying to sit in the dark, Late at night, staring out at the stars, While sorting out my thoughts to write another poem. Yeah, it might sound like the same old song, But the pen and pad are the only things I can depend on. It's hard to have family and friends Who … Continue reading Navigating with a Notepad (Poetry)
If not joy, it shall be of annoyance, With the circular notion of this life. Like at a world’s end on a voyage, I’ll die without the title of one’s wife. But I rather have fortune through trials, Rather than fake value grown on trees. I’ve walked in these shoes, a million miles. I’ve come … Continue reading Sonnet #1 (Poetry)