Mental health is important cause let’s face it we ALL GO THROUGH SOME TOUGH SHYT!! My poems focus on subjects that are sensitive and situations Many go through but are too afraid to speak about! Although my Poetry is not a direct reflection of my personal life, I KNOW Somewhere out there people go through the situations that I am moved to write about!! This is a safe place to explore those deep dark emotions trials and tribulations and testimonies that are often buried deep and never spoken about!! Thank you for being apart of my community I hope you enjoy and I look forward to reading some of your work!!

She snapped!!! She snapped because she was all alone. She snapped because where did she go wrong? She snapped because she saw no other way to do things. She snapped because she felt so sad, so down there was nothing left to do, but let it out. In her dark place, she lay dwelling on the day. Thinking about how she could have changed the outcome of things. Trying to put the puzzle together losing herself while on her journey. Thinking of ways to change the time laps. If only there was a way to reverse it. Jotting down her every thought. Catching every tear that falls. The visions just won't stop. So she snapped….. She snapped at the thought of losing you. She snapped at the thought of not holding you. She snapped because there were no longer two of you. She snapped because she knew life would be different without you. A life without you was a life not worth living. So she snapped… Traveling down a lonely dark highway with no lights on with the hope of finding someone who would come around and shed light on her life. Not seeing a way out she began to drink her sorrows away. Hiding her pain and sorrow either way. Knowing the drinks only covered her for the moment she drank it anyway, feeling sorry for herself she would continue for two years. Feeling sorry for her children she would act as if she was never bothered. So she snapped…. She snapped because she was lost, not even the beautiful world she once connected to could help her. Not a friend or family member could help lift this dark cloud off her shoulders. So she snapped….. Thinking that maybe she should just die herself. I mean who would care “hell” no one is around anyway. So she began to do drugs hoping that would help because the drinks were not enough. Slowly dipping into a downward spiral even deeper than before, blocking everyone out. She thought she needed more time, more time to figure things out, more time to adjust, more time to feel love, more time to learn, more time to grow. But on the way she snapped….thoughts of a dangerous mind

I tried to Stop But nothing works Sometimes I need it so bad that it hurts Started with a Blunt A Dutch and a Light Then I popped a Pill Sniffed a Line, Hit the Pipe Troubles fade away For that One split second Damn near O'D twice Would of thought I learn my Lesson Lost my House, my Husband And even my Kids No longer sexually attractive I fell in love with that glass D*** The emptiness I felt when I hit that pipe Was Ironically enough To take over my Whole life So as I sit here with this knife gripped tight I ask God to please forgive me For all the wrongs I cannot make Right And for all my Sins I now sacrifice my Life!! Until Paper Meets Pen Again ✍️

They say Love Don't cost a thing So try and explain why my heart is so broke Face displays a constant smile But my life is far from a joke I've been through it all and back With very little to nothing to show Head stay high above the water But self esteem at a ultimate low I CRY BUT NO ONE SEES!!! I SCREAM BUT NO ONE HEARS!!! Painful memories buried deep Out of fear that no one Cares Born in this cold world Alone Destined to Die the same Been through this thing called Life before Another Random Soul assigned a name Now Can you honestly look me in my eyes And Not see the Pain Life damn near over Before it actually ever began Hurting from within Want so bad to rewind time But it will only restarts again The past is always behind us The Future will always remain a question Right now is our most important Gift That's why its called the Present Living is suppose to teach us Lessons And with those Lessons we are suppose to learn to live It takes Way more energy to Hate Then it actually takes to Forgive Until Paper Meets Pen again ✍️

This maybe one of the realest songs I ever wrote When words fall music speaks Tell me what’s you hear?