"visual journal entry#113:
paralysed linear time overdose,
toe to toe w/the foes,
aura imbalances,
chakra cancerous&hazardous environments,
old soul overgrown..
consciousness retirement
dried up tear ducts, self-destruct and wrist cuts
bloodstreams to the head rush, then waterfall through it all..
the unknown goes on&on
Russian roulette games gone wrong..
(eye. still meditate.)".
"•waiting on that one day our souls can conversate,
energy exchange, disregard old sins&past days..
I'm just venting on a sober Sunday evening wave,
contrast in the forest of memories,
inner peace in centerpiece,
Aztec&Mayan honesty..futura free"

Steady into the night:

Grippin but no set trippin,
Grippin but i aint whippin,
Limpin cuz its straight survival,
Graduated good but awaiting
My survival,
Arrival;
Poet of the nocturnal,
3rd degree burnin eternal,
Inferno fire of this life,
Made out the suffering
Now fighting for my life,
Strife on the daily,
Killin expectations thats why
They straight hate me,
Fate me, destiny on the bubble
Finding out life bringing
More struggle,
Trouble in deeper to the heart
Bringing out the gangster
And in the end Im back here at
The start.