There’s something bout the E train that turns my stomach. My chest feel hot and bothered like I want to throw up. I want to rip off all my clothes and jump in a pool. Something about the E train makes me sick every time. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s the commute, maybe it’s the atmosphere, maybe it’s just a bad vibe. I always enjoyed traveling and learning new cities, but there’s something about the E train that makes want to stay in bed. Unless today’s just not my day. Tomorrow maybe better. I just have to get use to a longer commute. ..
Everything was all good until I opened my school email
And found out I have an outstanding bill
Another mountain in the way of my dreams
Make things seem impossibly difficult
Celebrating a week of sobriety.
Working toward stabilty.
Registering for next semester tomorrow.
Staying out of trouble.
Im warm, loving and kind to others.
Growing stronger and better.
In love with the Lord.
Im done playing with my life.
Looking at my future.
Celebrating my gifts.
Giving all my love.
Accepting where im at today
And happy to share this experience.
Im a big kid now…
10 hours ago ·
Fresh out the bullpen
First time locked up in N.Y.
For two warrants,
time served. I’m hungry
Stinking and miss my bae
He told me they was watching us
Guess I had to test the water
At least my warrants cleared..
Feb 27 at 8:59pm ·
Running three days without a shower
Worn and spoiled, only 2days sober
Restless and tired, but my eyes wont lemme sleep
Too anxious to wake up tomorrow, too spoiled to settle with less
Dayum brain, why can’t you stop thinking without a blunt
Shutup, lemme sleep
Give me a sweet dream like the warmth of a lover’s kiss
Or a hug from my mom
I barely got any sleep last night, my body is worn out
And my brains overloaded. It’s way past my bedtime and it ain’t even nine yet
My dreams of pursuing a Bachelor may be shot down, but not lost. They say we need an education to make it in this competitive work force and in my field of study I need at least a bachelor, but that’s the least of my worry. After tomorrow I’ll lose my address and have no idea where I’m going to sleep….
After all I’ve been through, all I can do is keep going
Stay tuned, God willing
wrote March 26, 2013
updated just now
Walkin Away Without a Fight
Sometimes we can’t stand each other sight
but, real men don’t fight back
I’m learning everyday
We have to love for love
Together or apart
Communication is KEY!
without it your just a memory
check your call log
you don’t call me
Why should I call you
“He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.”
― Bob Marley
It kills me to see you so happy
Your smile bring me tears
You love me so much it don’t feel real
What I do at night while you sleep? I cry
Why? I don’t know
But? It better be good
Because? If it’s what I think most likely I’m wrong
While everyone waits for my moment, I’m enjoying every moment of it
The ends of my mouth reach to my eyes when I think about the love you give me
What hurts is the love I can’t get from you… Happiness is measured by my actions
So? I get caught up in dates that assure my security. Forget about those who can wait
And? Give my loyalty to those loyal to me. In just a short period of time you’ve made me feel like love could be mine, so I watch you sleep. Tears of joy from eyes of pride smile from cheek to cheek too obvious to hide but, propane minds think alike. Especially, when they share the same body…
Never let your right hand hand know what your left is doing
Innocent and youthful, not knowing if what I say is true but, I do know I’m true to what I say..
I love putting words together to make a
I love putting words together to
I love putting words together to
Inform, get my point across, and
Paint beautiful bodies of work that tell a tale…
I may be a little uncomfortable with my
soft voice, so it’ll take a while for me to
Build the courage for spoken word
I just love capturing my poems to share with