“New Beginnings”. “New Beginnings” -starting from scratch; Scraps, zeros; no Zorro’s! But, well, such is life! Everything started from 0, for a reason. Homelessness again, cheer up! While the drops keep pouring. I’ve witnessed so many things and kept it to myself. Been ambushed and shooted @. Been on the road all morning, day and evening and now it’s night fall. ER- here I come, please may I have some treatments? Thought no one knew if I’m happy or in pain but all these echoes of voices, repetition and negative thoughts doing there best to drive me insane.
“New Beginnings”- I have a deep hatred of bashing people but although yeah, I did it before. Now I’m sitting on the train Charlie’s chipped up and in pain, there’s my embarrassment go ahead a tornish my names. Sorry weed ash alone, isn’t a sure cure, but certainly for the best remedy. Praying that burnside is not my final destination. Been reflecting in the mirror so those hurtful words that had spoken to hurt and brought pain? My thumb was sticking almost close to eyelids. Then words spoke of, ‘love’ but I’m not hurt! Not the 1 st rodeo of “the dog and pony shows.” Making a lot of unsure moves but it’s best to avoid idiot, illiterate some. Born alone, can struggle by the lonesome and most definitely dirt alone!
“New Beginnings”-Hope isn’t dead but I pray, it’s just mind tricks playing on me and hope, isn’t an enemy. Certainly it’s all shame on me. It seems the more and more they violates my human rights, the more I feel less shame and no secrets; Honest and truthful. Some of these broken ribs of this era have developed some real trifling ways. Sometimes, I feel as if to give on thesis and replace them with poetries. Sometimes, it’s unsure to update status. Maybe, it’s best for misplaced locations. The iniquity workers keeping a trail on my tail. Instead of, living there life having fun. They’ve spent days and nights destroying mines.*Exousia*
