PSYCHOTIC SPLIT (poem)

“Some of us have been operating under a psychotic split to the mind.” Living under survival mode, For many years, it’s hard to break the mold, When constant shots to the spirit have caused you to split, into different bits that left blisters, As I witnessed the sinister ones snickering, at me for succeeding atContinue reading “PSYCHOTIC SPLIT (poem)”

N U M B (poem)

Broken one becomes numb, Because of traumas, Multiplied by the times my heart was ripped apart, I didn’t want to feel again, so I’ll remove that sentimental shit from my head, And be cynical and stoic instead, Because that’s how you live without bouts of suicidal thoughts, Pain was always inevitable, Since before I wasContinue reading “N U M B (poem)”