Unfortunately

A drag on a beautiful day. I sit, sipping coffee. My puppy eyes gaze out the window from my work space…

My constricted workspace. Where it’s hot cause I get all heat from customers. My manager is wack, always on my back. I yearn to jump through this window. Into freedom. If there was a sunset, I’d run into it. Time would not be handcuffs, on my wrists anymore. But after the thrill of quitting has worn. I’d be asking who is paying for rent next month? or food for the rest of this week? I need this wack ass job!

Unfortunately….

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Free writing

I came in giving face.

You know I’m down for anything.

I ride with a glock in my lap, I bust first so there’s no return shots.

I been going through a lot, my minds been on the grind.

I can’t sleep at night.

I stay up, and smoke my lungs out.

I found truth in the dark, then the dawns light blinded me.

It didn’t conquer me. Here I am standing as an example. A feline will always land on her feet.

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Nobody cares

Don’t tell your story.

Where your heart failed nobody cares.

They’ll do that shit to you the same way. Old wounds never go away, broken hearts are mended to be broken again. Love is real, trust is for kids, and loyalty is something everybody has their own definition of.