The itch

(The itch)
The itch ain't that a bitch... The scar that left me with 10 stitches... The memory that left cherry kool aid stains... I cant be this obsolete where are my trends? My hash tags? My friends? My likes? So ever so contrite... I derive from self esteem issues...I smoke cause it makes my memory HAZEy... I drink cause it gives me SOUTHERN COMFORT... I found a dream in a bottle and hope in a blunt... I stunt off tricks from my own trade to make you believe in Make believe...the words I spew is necessary for truth... Cause this itch is a motherfucker!

The Wait for Hunger FREE VERSE POETRY

                                                          (Overstatement)

I teach peace thru action... You teach revenge thru reaction...I can't teach you how to BE... But I can show you how to BE! I can mold the truth in wet paint...working with "you is and you ain'ts". Pleading for mercy of what hurts me...personally I'm too in tune with myself, Need to exfoliate my bare skin I hide in. I reside in the guys who guided the 3 wise men...I'm such a prefix of previous occurrence and in case you need some reassurance...I can only assure you death and pain but I can reassure the sun will soon rise after it rains... I soon hope you will overstand my plea... That life is lived  thru the seasons... And the very reasons that we are here are to see the SUN rise and FALL...WHETHER the COLD chills of past due bills and struggle that SPRING UPON faith into those who believe otherwise... Word from the wise Be conscience... Because you can't con-science! 

                                                           (Overstatement)

Life in Gray and Black

Life in Gray and Black


Imagine if life was in fact fifty shades grayer, imagine me as a constant reminder of what color used to look like. In sight of my plight i write to escape my own true colors.  I walk a very thin line of the color blind, and behind every WHITE lie, hides a DARK truth.  Yet its blasphemy to ask of thee, thoughts not of man... But it is indeed man who etched in stone there throne of crowns, life without color... Remains to be seen as a LIFE without fear!