Light At The End Of It

It took me taking action to see that they were louder than words, Reaction revealing behaviours that aren't matching what I heard, Attraction killing the ability to see through vision blurred, So I retracted what I'm feeling, sticking to the shit I've learned. Learned not to take too much to heart, but taking ownership instead,...

Solitary Confidant

Dark times where I felt alone, Loneliness I would befriend, Thought I needed to find someone  'Til I found myself again, Wasn't happy on my lonesome, Had to make myself my friend, Only since I've grown to known me The growth in me knows no ends Days at home, nobody phoned me, Comfort zone once...

Unaligned Valentine

What's Valentines, a day that shows 'em you 'care', when push comes to shove Gives the illusion that you and who you choose fit just like that glove We're disconnected from the deeper connection or lack thereof Which may explain the love and hate relationship I have with love It's hard for me to trust...

Work In Progression

Not too long ago I realised I wasn't alright, yet again. I had a birthday recently and with a birthday comes a hangover, often resulting in a period of reflection. Once the dust had settled and the dopamine had worn off, it came to my attention that I'd finally fucking had enough of myself, my...

Introspective Evenings

Instrospective evenings. Reflecting on my demons. Neglecting my gut feelings, Use excuses over reasons Need to be, to be Binnz. Believing in false readings. It's easily deceiving, Intervenes with how I see things  Pride and egos teaming. Seamless in it's scheming. Seemingly convening, Pleads with me to give me meaning  Seeking peace in sleeping Freedom...

Catharsis

Never called myself an artist  Til' I realized what my art is  Hardest parts the past I passed this Marks the start of my catharsis  Disheartened so shit's half-hearted Will to take part has departed Restarting what needs restarted To reach parts of me uncharted Can't pass up, the chance to chance it Ask hard...

You Know When You’re Fed Up With Yourself … Again?

When you're healing from concealing something deep in what you're feelingLayers peeling back reveal what I believe decieves my being This new freedom doesn't seem real, I still feel what I've been fleeingShit I've been in, shit I've seen in the old me before I freed himOverseeing my wellbeing seemed to be what I was...