There was never fear to fear in my childhood.
I wanted a cone but instead went to an island of it.
I was faced with the face of suffocation.
Not knowing where to go or begin, I jumped in.
I'll never try to ride another wave.
Smiling, yet dying from a current.
A hard truth to sleep with.
Laughing it off, but realizing later on.
A life that was unclear to me,
I'll never know what it would of been if I was Brooklyn.
Maybe a tattoo, a bad bruise on my leg.
A hopeless dream I see now, but my passion in another life.
So, so many choices.
Life is endless.
When I speak on LIFE, I mean our own lives.
A life doesn't end cause we died,
a life ends when you no longer think of different possibilities that person could of been.
I'm filled with smokey eyes.
I haven't seen clear since- what day is it today?
The spark that ignited in my eyes has been long gone.
Touched from miles away, I feel your warm embrace.
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Thursday
PoetryThe depths of my mind and dialogue of it all. My thoughts. My fakeness. My lies. My confessions. My Raw mental conversations. My weakness. My complicated life. The nonsense that creeps up in my head when I'm thinking. There is no need to understan...
