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It was a thousand breaths I took
To scale a shaken nook
That withered my spirit
Every nerve in me could hear it
No words
Spirituality
Not even the gods could sear it
The brokenness that transmitted through my spine
And grew
Locs wrapped around my veins like vines
It was a mangled twist
That spew curse words between these lips
Patterns
That left bruises in the seams of my hips
No one knew the dangers that formed from this riff
I’m still confused and somewhat amused by
This Trauma

This is so beautiful, its like a picture I can see so clearly! Profound words here! Almost had me in tears because I can relate!

REFUGE (POETRY)

Where Can I go to find a place?

To mix the trees with the breeze

And the clouds like confetti with the seas

Where can I go to find that place?

 

Where honey-do drips joys

And every lost soul stayed innocent little girls and little boys

Where is there such a place?

To call home

WAITING FOR YOU (POETRY W/AUDIO)

How long can I wait for you

To see the sun turn grey

Your nights running into my days

Waiting for you

Smoke filled tombs

Eyes sealed tight

Turning over graves

From this deadly mixture

And poison filled perfumes

I die

Waiting for you

To feel my heart beat cold

Pressure building from all the lies that you’ve told

And I wait

While this evil consumes me

 

 

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