Restoration

“You are always so angry!” My Mom has said this to me more times than I could ever begin to hypothesize I suppose I do feel angst somewhat often A little bit daily I always feel it has a purpose, however Sometimes the purpose is simply that I am a …

Oh, India

Planting myself at Coffee Temple for hours There would be no way for my milk coffee to get cold The stifling heat siphoned the water right out of my flesh Vertigo and bliss begin to take hold I would light up a slim, inhale as I watched people grin “How …

Come Back Never

When I happen to fall It’s always gotta be hard Or not at all I take great pride in my rapport No motherfucking quick-fix rebounds Unnecessary to implore Some people always need somebody Afraid of themselves, afraid of their own mind Wandering through life in some sort of drunken stupor …