Eyes wet and weary, When the ones held dearly Take their last breath, And are laid six feet in depth. In the heat of such cold, You need a hand to hold. When he bangs the door, And makes your heart sore.

Face dots with water drops, He deprives fear of its due props. "Dave you can do this!" The man in the mirror repeats. She seats under the almond tree. In the hue of dusk, such a glee He pants

The Ferrari of his blessed dreams; Comfy like Hakeem the prince; Except for this afternoon, And every other time coming soon. "A lump is growing on your left lung." Taste of bile is on his tongue.

Sleepy to the bone, Wakes to the buzzing of the phone "Is this Mr. Wellington?" The police, "there's an accident scene." Scattering a file of clothes, He stops and covers his mouth

To Every Black Person Picture Source I'm black because I'm the opposite of white I'm black because I was told I have a slave masters last name and I shouldn't eat swine because it's the white man's animal

After listening over and over again to "FEAR" by Kendrick Lamar, I sat down and let my pen bleed as I was inspired. Picture Source I think when it comes down to it, the length and breadth of

Picture Source The moon was a big circle in the sky The scenery to my eyes Was as my tongue to momma's pie A sweet evening it was indeed Even the cool breeze couldn't disagree. Her voice was music for

I wrote this a while ago, at the beginning of a new month. Received so many new month wishes that made me wonder about the importance of wishes, and this is my conclusion: Picture Source If you've lived

source One thing you made me realise without probably even realising it was that words, no matter how you mean 'em, don't mean a thing if your actions betray 'em all. But I soon learned to forget that,

You know, I coulda left a jaw bleeding. But nah, I leave 'em hanging, exposing venoms hidden within a treacherous tongue, as my ink leaves these pages and splashes on your face I coulda left a forehead

“Oh babe, what did he do?” Justin said, not expecting an answer. “Oh, you know…” she said, sitting down again. The way she moved reminded Justin of a woman that had recently given birth and was being

A case of possible demon possession—not exactly what I was expecting when asked to assist my colleague, Monica Jenson. It would be unsettling dealing with a Roman Catholic priest who under hypnosis was

Read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10 ”The plants are looking really great, Hannah. I think they are even healthier since you started working here!” Andromeda

Morning After The day was so alive, Full of loveliness inside; Excited the fun will arrive, Oh, how wonderful is life. Talking and bubbling with sound, I don't want to miss around; The joyful moments is

Book Cover created in acrylic by the extremely talented @therealpaul If you have not read the first book of the series, "Reborn", it is advisable you do so before reading "Renewal"

HOW does the eyes tell the truth? Without lips and a tongue caged in a dentition; without any connection to the lungs and larynx; just pigments of white and black or brown or blue. Somehow it takes just

Untitled pt 7 'What music do you like?' I don't really have a specific type 'Mind if I play some tracks?' Just as long as it doesn't sound like crap 'Ever heard of Our Last Night?' They cover and make

It’s called mental illness. And it’s a bitch. “Oh mental illness, love that, so good!” said no one, ever. I have yet to meet anyone who has told me that having a mental illness has improved their quality

Dont Believe It's one of those nights when you're just sitting alone, and thinking. Thinking about everything. About why is everything the way it is. Wondering about whether the sun would rise from another

As the city slept The white blocks fell silent at night. Only the distant whirring of drones could be heard as the residents slept in their beds. The moon was cloaked by the choking smog. There was an