I may be too afraid to step in the name of love. For every-time I have a chance to move forward, I freeze. Colder than ice in front of a corner store. Colder than the Chicago breeze. Colder than frozen pizza. As I resemble the likes of Sub-Zero, it reminds me how I kill everyContinue reading “Freeze in the Name of Love”
Author Archives: Fresh Air Inspirations
Who’s my hero?
I sit my apartment on Halloween night; actively ignoring my school work and have “My Hero Academia” on pause. I’m looking at the ceiling, thinking about my life, my recent therapy session, and my current situations. I’m just thinking, ” I aim to be so many peoples’ hero. But who is my hero?” Is itContinue reading “Who’s my hero?”
The Heart
Staring through the views of green, I’m seeing nothing but blurry scenes of trees and I’m thinking like what you mean? Losing your mind over this stuff you cant control, Draining you of your soul, keep your eyes on the road. Don’t look at what they’re doing, they ain’t you, You know what can do.Continue reading “The Heart”
What is my place of peace?
For so long, I’ve tried to find my comfort place in this world. When I was a child, it was my best friend’s apartment, when I was a teen, it was in a video game world, and when I was in college, it was a music studio. All of these places are still near andContinue reading “What is my place of peace?”
How Far?
“How far would you walk for me?” Is what she said. Deep in the distance, I see you dressed in red. The only image bright enough to see miles ahead. But every step is a struggle so how much do I love you?
No Lights
Sun dimming down, it’s my only source of light. Only the flame of the candle can reach my sight. No sleeping tonight, because stress has taken a toll. No air, no heat, and no energy in my home. Sixteen, in my room, listening to my mother cry, And I have no control, because I’m tooContinue reading “No Lights”
Write to Sleep
My mind’s racing, not complacent, I’m dream-chasing. I can’t sleep, my thoughts are baking, they won’t be quiet. I need silence, but the mind won’t keep my fears private. I need out of it, trying to settle with some logic, But logic and empty pockets don’t match. I feel attached to the chains that keepContinue reading “Write to Sleep”
Long Way From Home
I’m working on my future, because I’m tired of eating noodles. I could have been a shooter, but my mother kept me neutral. I could have dealt with dope, but the struggle gave me hope. Music let me cope with the troubles of being broke. Sitting in the dark praying to God for just aContinue reading “Long Way From Home”
If the Mountains Weren’t Too High
If the mountains weren’t too high, would I climb for you? If the valleys weren’t too low, would I slide for you? If the rivers weren’t too wide, would I swim for you? A wealth of knowledge within your mind, a wealth of ambition and strength in your soul, and wealth of beauty in myContinue reading “If the Mountains Weren’t Too High”
Run Away
When I stare down the barrel of my decisions, I wonder who’s the witness to the crimes that I’ve committed? Breaking this law of life and I’m just waiting for my sentence, Fired from my duties like I was playing apprentice. What’s the value of friendship when trauma collides? Shadowed in pride, depression seeping bothContinue reading “Run Away”
