Let's go back a couple of years ago! 

Spending hours walking the street no-were to go. Contemplating suicide in the cold by my own. 

Anger building up fuming and consuming, sitting in that quiet place You Know? where no body's looking.

Rage all over my imaginations face, every world that I write in my poem books ready to fight. 

Reality could it be it's left me life's un-wanted misery. Suicide from every corner stalking and calling. 

Time has gone it's run away, it's got no time to watch me fade away.

My how time flys when you don't know if it's night or day! All I need is a solution the these emotions that have gone missing.

I don't need people preaching my name in sentences that don't deserve my name. It's okay it's alright you all sound the same!

This poems going to sleep under that corner shop you shop from everyday.

JidosReality 6.2.17