White Supremacist

You’re not special You’re not unique I know that’s a notion that Makes you surprised Truth be told Its a fact That the majority Of society understands Since the bulk of The world’s humanity Is black, brown, and every variation in between You’re not superior You never were You’re just a being made up Of…

Endless Cycle

Monday again Just trying to survive To Friday Seeking to regain The sweet freedom Of Saturday Desperately seeking An escape plan On Sunday To be free Of the endless Monotonous cycle Being a Creative and living in this society is slightly tortuous. You have to go into these buildings and stay for an allotted amount…

Left Unsaid

They were lost. He insisted they weren’t. It was the arrogant-stained confidence of his baritone that struck one of her many wound-up nerves provoking an eye roll. An eye roll he missed like all of her other mannerisms that displayed her displeasure of the state of their relationship. A relationship that had spanned for six…

Half Full

Bright-eyed and full of wonderment You get released in the world with a piece of paper and well-wishes A glass full of hopes, dreams, and aspirations Onto a playing field rigged with landmines and grenades Stripping you of that youthful guise and candy-coated line of thinking No longer believing that hard work will get you…

Novel Thirst

One more page At the end of this chapter This period will be my stopping point They were all lies she told herself Tall tales her mind whispered when she remembered there was a task that required her attention But she had fell in too deep The plot had hypnotized her consciousness The characters had…

Old Flame

The sip of robust coffee coated her taste buds Giving her tongue the hug her body ached for. Yearning for the embrace of his arms around her. Fulfilling those promises he texted her. It was suppose to be a romantic getaway just for the two of them A chance to meet again And rekindle that…

A Cereal Dater

The grumbling of her stomach woke her from her sleep She went to the cabinent for a midnight treat Cinnamon Toast Crunch Drizzled with honey Would do the trick She searched the shelves And stood on her tip toes to see if she missed some space in the back But her box of the sugar,…

The One Left Behind

It was safe to say she all she had to rely on was herself The people that were closest in proximity to her were runners Running away physically or Running away mentally Leaving her in reality To figure out the things they weren’t able to comprehend

What Will Remain

A deep thinker and a silent observer taking it all in, wondering why humans fight over things that’ll fade away during the duration of time Bodies will wither back to dust Money will deflate to tethered scraps Status will crack like droughted ground and the blood of the hereditary they tried to keep sacred will…