“Goodbye yesterday… It’s not me, it’s you. You just hurt too much.” Missing all of my people right now. Can’t explain it. It’s heavy. As
Case Closed … But not forgotten.
A painting of a my homie that left us too soon. Approaching the anniversary of his passing always make me think of him and places
Cherish brevity. Covet not quixotic.
Our fists clenched, shaking ’em at the sky, with a flood of irrational emotions, we cry. Damn this existence of human life’s brevity, We marvel
Full of empty… A letter to myself
Dear Me, I am writing to you because I can no longer face you, to tell you that I am sad. It is just heartbreaking
this day…. (23)
I can’t stand looking at her stand over his bed anymore. It’s so sad to watch somebody’s life fade before their face. It feels so