They told me hell didn’t exist, but they also told me monsters dont. Monsters are what reflects back at us, that shadow in the distance, the nagging voice in your head. I’ve seen hell with my own eyes, and it isn’t pretty. I have felt the flames lick at my skin, and watched the devil … More Heaven & Hell (Spoken Word).
To you, you cynic and you critic, spitting your words of hate. You’re such a pessimist, but I’m pretty sure you’re just pissed at how your life turned out. To the one who crushes dreams, they may seem impossible mine are just dreams, however I still chase them as if they are going to disappear. … More To the people who say that You can’t do it (Spoken Word).
They told me to write a poem, one to celebrate the art of rhymes, structures and creating something beautiful. I’ve always hated the ritual of celebration, its infatuation done wrong. My poem was awful, shameful and downright dismal. They told me to write something beautiful. My body was my blank canvas, and I wrote the … More They told Me to Write a Poem (Spoken Word)
Dance me round until we forget the time of day, or where we are. Twirl me in your arms as we glide like silhouettes, and dance in shadows. Dance me round and tell me its okay to be scared, because life is a mess, but we are piecing it together. Whisper that its just me … More Dance Me Round (Spoken Word).
I sometimes find myself wondering. I wonder where we’ll be in five years, and whether the world will still turn. I wonder what lies before me, awaiting time, hoping that my last breath isn’t tonight. I wonder whether religion will exist, and if heaven is for me or hell. I wonder if death will hurt, … More I Wonder (Spoken Word)
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