When you are a child
you can't grow fast enough
now all grown
I wished I was a child again

I have a major case of writers block.. i haven't wrote a poem in 3years. i refuse to let myself be that vulnerable again. never again!

People keep on treating us a certain way
because we keep on allowing it

Certain people
love to stick their nose in my business
at times I wished it would fall off

Instead of moving on
I constantly keep looking back, hoping....

I am willing to listen
if you are willing to talk

The golden mean is to transcend reality by imagination and understanding. Once you achieve this, you will be free.

I live a prudent life, I Look forward to death.

I walk through the mouth of madness into the belly of the beast with no complaints, or regrets. I lived a life free of compromise.

Childhood don't last long
Adulthood is for the rest of our lives