Scars Meridian

Scars. Who am i? If beauty is skin deep? You can read my palms say that i'm strong. But read up my sleeves, "You're weak." No Reach me robeless, When you breach these cotton sheets, Breaking down my walls. affirming my all, En ergizing the call ing to be who we're craving To be. But... Continue Reading →

Scars Crescendo

(A short song) Scars of Yesterday Screaming; liines of the times, i let myself die! Allowed shit to fly that Made me bring back! that Confuse-defense feedback 4 Confused-effense feedback these high stakes ,that, i didn't make. - I un-der-Stand that! & I can now Stand thE time i fell flat on my pain! -... Continue Reading →

Sweet Essence

Photo Credit: My friend Charles - Instagram - VSCO My earliest childhood memory is a "paranormal" experience. Age 4. I can remember so many details about the home I lived in and the people in my life. My Mom and Dad were still married. My dad had this perfect 80's beard going but still rocked... Continue Reading →

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