Eyes shut, he tries not to look back, Tries to ignore the past. A lump forms in his throat and it hurts. The truth hurts and that truth, Â Escape it, he tries Simple though it may be Though deny it he will, He will never be free. Free from the thoughts, The ones that…
the blog.
Randomness in spades
No serious intro to this one, Piecing it together as I go along, Not paying attention to Whether stuff this time round, Will Rhyme, but I Will step back, Sneak a peek Look at this piece, What the heck have I…? It’s the one about addiction, Y’all got yours, I’ve got mine, Come to think…
While I look for my "happy"
The Reason Being…
I was going to write something compelling, something deep, but after these fifteen words….zilch
The thing about sales…
Was once asked about my thoughts on marketing. If I recall correctly, my response was you’ve either got it or you don’t… you can sell a burger to a vegetarian, or you can’t. Last night I took a stroll through what many have come to call our equivalent of a Red Light District. Its got…
For I….
Began work at my new place of work and I For some reason don’t quite feel it, but I Figure I need to stay the course and try To weather the storm and stay the course, until I Can figure out what else to do. Not gonna be easy coz I Seem to have picked…
With this hand…
She said she could read palms. I thought nothing of it. Yet, glancing back, I wonder… She took my hand into hers, furrowed her brow, deep in thought, pondering. I took a sip of my drink with my free hand, nonchalant. She peered harder, hard enough to get my attention. I put my glass back…
Dear Beyonce Knowles Zee
Its been a while. In fact, its been ages. Some have pointed to the possibility that my beef with you is because you ended up with Gay Z and not me. That’s not true, I applaud your choice in collaborative partnerships. Others have suggested that I am hating on you because you are bootylicious and…
I now pronounce you; broke and confused
It probably started with some poser. Some dude or chic or whatever was sitting there, looked across the table and thought to himself, “self, why don’t I complicate life just a bit…†and suddenly without warning, or if there had in fact been any warning it went unheeded because of suddenness of its very nature,…
…Today
I look back at years gone by, then months, then begrudgingly; weeks. And then, when I feel I have overcome the weeks, I look at days gone by. I don’t want to think that things have gradually deteriorated, that life could be better. I don’t want to have any regrets. Life is too short to…