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Summer
~The hot summers that make my skin sizzle
With the sun that exposes the melanin under the melanin
Windows down, AC on, an ice cold sweet tea
these are the only weapons available to me
the tools that wage war against the heat
It's only in this battle that I feel alive~
Thursday 26th March 2020 6:18 am
The Sea
Crushing
Souless
A black ocean falls upon me
I am consumed by the waves
Deeper I drown
The cold sends shocks through my body
A cattle prod for every inch of flesh
The pressure grows
Crushing my bones
The weight of 1000 suns reduces me to ash
I am nothing
Wednesday 30th October 2019 6:29 pm
A Poem About Hatred
We cannot end the nightmare
only explain it.
Cruelty permeates benath the societal fabric,
Festering,
As it rises to the top like curdled cream.
It oozezs through
and overtakes the unsuspecting.
Spreading from host to host like a cruel fungus.
Twisting and morphing.
Until we succumb to the sweet vitriol.
Tuesday 22nd October 2019 7:58 pm
Nerves
It’s almost as if you’ve been
reborn.
The moment
you can take a breath
without feeling yourself
drowning.
Cement is no longer
running through your veins
slowing every movement,
because now it is only gravel.
Your head is now
not filled with buzzing static,
and instead
the distant sound of
electric storm clouds.
Enraged fire
replaces the
sleeping snow.
You are finally se...
Monday 23rd April 2018 8:09 pm
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