Imposter syndrome is standing next to me as I have accomplished the first part to a goal I said I was going to finish.

My first of a series of love letters I write to myself. Fall in love with the journey.

I'm growing to a place where I can forgive me DaD fully, for even things that I may never have an answer for.

I let this realm weaken me Installing a cap on the peak in me I wonder if it's too late To be someone I consider great I was told be focused despite the inbalance To just cleaning my room can be such challenge I feel in my heart there is such malice I'm chipping as I go, don't want it to callous I want to be there for everybody, I really do I tear myself a part, when I fail you Every day in a constant place of terror I don't like this obsession of human error I didn't used to

I Know It's Not Easy; But KinG, My Queen...Be Easy

I’m walking in the distance passing away time Gloom mist in the air but streetlights you can still find The air I breathe is a calm in...

It is Finished. This all too familiar fixation I was once prefixed Dismissed to a memorable abyss, for preeminence That's predictable...

This is an ever-growing list that features open mics, poetry events, music showcases, and more as I begin to explore the city that always ha

With a riot in my chest and peace in my steps Raised power in my fists and rage behind my breath Demanding justice NOW for the countless untold Letting this country know, this will happen no mo’