I no I no longer care for what they say right now I don't I don't even bother, I'm on my game right now

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