Life was "Testing and screaming dreams were waiting and shouting. Every word felt like something trusting was nothing.


I grew up hurting and breaking literally hating, they say life was amazing my life took me so reality was basically crazy.


What price would you pay for a smile and whilst you thinking all that anger eats you up inside. I searched and I looked but there was nothing I could find.


Poetry came along and changed my life, the imagination in the pen and the pad saved my life. The words came out rushing cuddling me tight.


The rush that they give me makes me tingle inside JidosReality has come alive. 


Do you read what I write? do you like what you read? Does my poetry understand you like it understands me?


Do the words come to you when you sleep in a dream? Do you understand why the words feel so real?


Poetry locked up patiently waiting, watching and thinking the meaning was sleeping lost in a dream were there's no end to it's meaning.


When letters come together words blush like butterfly's in the Summer weather. They break you like suicide makes you cry when you wanna die.


They hold you when you smile everything feels alright. They follow you watching you waiting for the right time.


The clock seems to be ticking minutes passing by, seconds to many hours days passing by another month brings me closer to the day I got to die.


The day when words make more sense to the amazement of my eyes. Reality was as amazing as the poetry that I write.


JidosReality 20.3.15