BLACK HONEY(GUEST POST)

Black Honey Covered she moves with grace. With roots like hers she is made strong. Nectar so sweet never bitter. You can definitely tell that the ancestors are walking with her. This is a poem from the beautiful Winona Hamilton. A beautiful southern belle. I would like to thank her and let her know IContinue reading “BLACK HONEY(GUEST POST)”

A Nut

An altered state in order to create…Mind fucked, after I cum I still mentally masturbate….What a jerk….My pleasures hurt…After I release my seed, it doesn’t grow it dies…I see it in your eyes…I apologize…I should have gave you a warning…Now I’m mourning…Waiting until my next grand rising…Are we living or are we dying…My beautiful degradation…thisContinue reading “A Nut”

Living The Dream

Grace never had a place with me….Under constant pressure…never being good enough I always had to be extra….It was always about money until my breath became the treasure…The next minute became forever….Previous priorities went from major to the minorties….Shit I was born into a pandemic….poverty drug addicts, and bad decisions, it was always systemic…Just livingContinue reading “Living The Dream”

Die Happily

Your castle was built on the sand….Broken hearts looking to be mended by an unsteady hand….looking for love from those they despise….smiling with those who laugh at their cries…blaming others when they’re in control of their own demise….running from the ugly truths just to go hug on to beautiful lies…there will be no sympathy norContinue reading “Die Happily”

Be you

Truth is, you’re really not that unique….You’re definitely not above critique…..You’re not as strong and you’re not as weak…stop trying to detach yourself from reality….some say your attitude determines your salary….you are the results of your decisions….focus on your growth and not your mentions…move with intention….be your greatest invention. Be you.

On The Horizon

Beauty is on the horizon….Death is calling but life is arriving….I don’t trust who I confide in….My mind is outside of this box I’m confined in…Either let me fly or X me out now, I know I endured enough rough riding…..Depression had me front and center, prosperity had me hiding….Mirror had me crying…..Who am IContinue reading “On The Horizon”