MY STORY

My own pain gave me poetry 

Im an artist....

No retaliation PHYSICALLY

My words writen or Verbally

Strikes like venom

It even poison holds no position

Karma and Pain should have the same name. 

I pray the demons to flee

Most times the ones we love or try to

Still harbor a forgotten pain an without warning

It stains our names

Unapologetically I don't forgive easily.

Understanding doesn't always mean understood We emphasis words we want to project

Twisting purpose into meanings

Wishing others to reflect the same things we neglect

Justification doesn't mastermind

Freedom

Holding a place of clarity momentarily

We can Never "Face Time" with time passing within seconds

Like moments we want to Relive