Love, Mental Health, Poetry, Self-Improvement

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

Mental Health, Poetry

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 keep… Continue reading Write to Sleep

Poetry, Self-Improvement

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 a… Continue reading Long Way From Home

Love, Poetry, Self-Improvement

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 my… Continue reading If the Mountains Weren’t Too High

Poetry, Self-Improvement

Wherever The Wind Blows

Sometimes I've wished to have a simpler mind. The kind that only creates one route with a sign. So many paths I want to take and people I want to be. Ambition is the mission, and vision is still the key. But I can't see the way, when I don't know it. I need guidance,… Continue reading Wherever The Wind Blows

Love, Mental Health, Poetry, Self-Improvement

Nearly There

I admit, I’ve been slipping on my self-care. Do I dare to live a life that doesn’t compare to a traveler nearly there? Is life particularly fair if your head’s stuck in the air? Got to wake up from this hell and get out of this nightmare. Maybe I should use the pair of my… Continue reading Nearly There