All I want for Christmas is a list of things. You can call it my Christmas bucket list. First, I need a month long leave from work dedicated to checking off my bucket list. I miss my family. It would be nice to have us all in one place catching up and spending time together.…… Continue reading All I want for Christmas
Author: afro387
the zen experience
Coffee, No Cream.
Her skin was a dark coffee stain, Her heart was too, She had sworn she had softened on the inside, But if you went any closer you would see that her heart bled dark nothings, That was the night she fed her fears and made them into something like a monster, The one she battled…… Continue reading Coffee, No Cream.
Nocturnal
We come alive after dark. Nocturnal we are. Need some light but not too bright. Light shines through us. Nocturnal we are. Shadows of the night. We dance under the moonlight. Like fireflies, vibrant and free. Lovers of the night. Nocturnal we are. Give me sun, no that burns. Shadows in the dark. Merry in…… Continue reading Nocturnal
FOOLISH ANGER
My anger was dark-colored, holding weight against my temperament, Choke my faith, or the lack thereof, And so my rage was engraved in my pain, the threads of patience wore loose, a sharp pain of guilt I never saw coming, Uninvited, aswept through with an aura of pure bliss, I knew something was amiss, Sitting…… Continue reading FOOLISH ANGER
Back Seat
My office is the back seat of the troski. Where I low key fade into the unknown. From where I type my poems and notes. Hooks and punchlines. My office is fly. The back seat of the troski. My office is the back seat of the troski. Where the view is different . From the…… Continue reading Back Seat
5 a.m Thoughts
Riding on a high horse was my complacency, Little did I know that with danger looming, like fire meets fuel, My world will come crashing down, What was left of it all was the blood of another soul on my hands and quite literally, The cries of pangs too strong to decipher, A strangling too…… Continue reading 5 a.m Thoughts
Trust the Process
Trust the process, lately, this statement is becoming a cliche but it doesn’t make it any less of the truth. The ‘process’ is the training school of life. It is the mill we have to go through to get to our goals and dreams. Every successful person you can think of is an alumni of…… Continue reading Trust the Process
Thick Skin, Thin Skin.
Built for this is what she said. “Why should I have to cry and show all of my feelings?” Is what he said. Declared his emotions free and then with a pounding heart, waited for society to rain down on his parade, Little did he know that, on the right side of his cold-hearted emotions,…… Continue reading Thick Skin, Thin Skin.
In the End……
Life is strange, unpredictable, funny, sometimes it all feels like a game. Ever wondered what you were doing in your mother’s womb for a solid 9 months? How did you survive that? I mean science tries, oh yes it does but I still don’t get it. Do you get it? Help me out here. Out…… Continue reading In the End……
The FLIPSIDE of social anxiety
I struggled with it before I knew the term, Often times I had to catch up with it because it would go before me, It would enter a room before I did, making an entry that no one else saw but me, When it was time to leave, it would leave before me Had me…… Continue reading The FLIPSIDE of social anxiety
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