I may write in darkness
but I was a damaged
toy from birth. I was
the focus of many fists
at school and at home.
I got over these hurdles
now more stronger than before.
I'm now a crazy dad, father,
My wife completes me whole.
*"My ink is just imagination,

I like to think good thoughts and dreamy encounters
When I finally retreat to bed
But my exhausted mind would only open
To sad, and lonely worlds
That by now had been all warm
And most familiar to my heart

So my life's a mess
I guess
I don't even know
who are friends
Or who are foe
I'll have to make mends
so I can carry on
or soon I will be gone
I don't know what I'm doing
in this race of life, I'm loosing
slowly sinking a ship
with my name on it
loosing this battle to my mind
I just wish my mind could be kind
and I could control how I feel
and my life will no longer be a blur
but be real

You don't understand
I guess you never will
all alone I stand
but in the presence of you

you don't know the thoughts
that are running through my head
you don't know the thoughts
of when my mind is red

You don't understand
I guess you don't need too
where you stand
you're not alone
so these thoughts do not affect you

I am black coffee with curves of sugar.
I am a spoon of chocolate
I am soul food
I am a wombed man
The rib of an african king
The golden crown of the cosmos.

I am full moon or a sunset
I am light,
I am a spark,
a flame,
a bonfire,
I am fire works.

I’ll leave traces of smoke in your nostrils.,
Just so you’ll recognize my presence when you’re seeking me.
I’ll shelter myself between your veins just to make your heart beat a little faster.
I am the revolution of love.
I am a silenced desire.

i'm used to the pain
but sometimes it gets unbearable
i want to scream
cry, and stab my foe
all at the same time