....wheres there ever a point in ur life...when u just needed
someone to confide in......someone to talk to....and then.....the
person u least expected to speak to ur heart.....did?......



feel the realness


a clear black night,clear blue moon, 4 walls closin in my seed
asleep in the room...
how soon?...2 subsiding of pain,a shine on my rain, a season 4
my flower to bloom...
memories of a once happily groom...in the past, but torment
decided to last....
demons decided to laugh...a constant harass, even exiled me and
gave up on Mass...
alas, anxiety attacks led 2 depression & temptations of crack...
replayin back 2 the facts.....acts...that led to a series of slaps...
gotta relax...let go & let God...go on & not focus on the maybe's...
i'd be wrong 2 move on....its a must 2 be strong 4 at least the
sake of the baby....
rid of the leading lady..but theres a member still part of the script..
o wretched man that i am!....was at the point of not givin a shit...
struggles of wantin 2 quit...wantin 2 run, only the bond kept me
between me & my son...
a mental dungeon...trapped, like Amistads blacks, gazin on the
nozzle of a .44 gun...
just turned one...but i'm unstable like cain 2 abel, quick prayer 2
the Lord....
like a sharpened sword...i hear 'daddy'...tears drop from my sons
first words


......those words....'daddy'......was all i needed to pull me thru..
not only was it his first words....it was the first & only words i
needed 2 hear to maintain........


its like whoa....1

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Blessed wit Skillz