I always point my fingers at myself first
before I attempt to point them at anybody else;
it’s just common sense to check myself first;
I’m always up for renovation.

You wear a mask on your face; it’s Mardi gras
every day no one sees the disappointments
dripping off your chin, or the stains coloring
your cheeks from crying not too long ago
or hears the pain in your voice as it cracks, you
quickly clear your throat, they don’t understand
the depth of the smile you rush to turn on
like Christmas lights to brighten up their day.

The air we breathe is priceless,
cost nothing, not even
time to think about it.

—Suicide—
a gamble, a tender sore, a test
of the ages; you’re just going through
a season; the anxiety subsides
with time, have a little patience.

There are always unpleasant reminders
from the past popping up out of nowhere;
those embarrassing moments
stay thirsty for the spotlight.

I’m not settling down
for no more leftovers;
that’s my mentality; I refuse
to become some man’s “last resort”
I now know my invaluable worth.

The world revolves around self;
every decision is fueled by emotions even though
our minds go through changing seasons. With all
the self-consumption, it still doesn’t stop
the low self-esteem, loss of self-control,
and the race towards self-destruction
despite the constant self-promotion,
most people still do not know their self-worth.

Tolerance is (often)
a crowded one-way street
or a lonely two-way street,
depending on how you look at it.

Thank you, Lord, for dying on the cross
for my sins and for providing all my needs;
I am a sinner and my only desire is to
have a closer walk with You; please teach me
to pray without vain repetitions,
and help me to do things Your way;
I am broken and in need of a Savior.

In Jesus’ name Amen