So guys, I’m back with a new blog. Just to bring every one onto the same page. The easiest way to explain it is that life hit me hard ( real hard L after L like a never ending cycle ) and it put me in such a bad place mentally. There were plenty of nights where I slept when the sun rose ( what kinda life is this ). I’ve struggled to get to the point where I’m at now, I’m not saying I’m perfect but the first step is acceptance so that’s what I’m going to do. To be real with you I am depressed and have been for a while, but enough is enough I am not going to let this hold me down and stop me from doing what I want to do.
What I’ve been through still scars me till this day, and if I don’t write and express what I’m feeling and what’s on my mind, I’m pretty sure my head will explode.
For all the people out there routing for me I’m sorry To say I’m no longer in a relationship. We split up for a multitude of reasons explained in my poetry and the way I right *ooops* I meant write. That definitely may have been clichè to you but what can I say I like banter. *winks*
So now we’ve established that I’m single, I guess we can move on and get into the real reason why your here.
In this blog I’m going to try and challenge your mind and your thinking as well as your morals, by the words that I use and situations life has presented in front of me, sit back relax and I hope you enjoy the journey.
I’m going to leave you with this short poem:
Late night I got something to say
Little something to spray
Cane am able to say
Ready to play
I’m here to tell the truth of thehearts cry
Mixed emotions like its appartide
It’s definitely the souls time
To speak out
J hus said they didn’t wanna knowme before
Right now they don’t want to know me at all
But if the songs start flooding in
And the girls start puddling
Trust me I ain’t trynna saddle them
Believe that wave ain’t to be ridden
To all those people out there we ain’t gonna be on the same rhythm
Take a seat and just listen
Kick back and start flipping
Your shoes off
I’m gonna get you in your thoughts right
Hoping that you thought right
Before you mug that guy off
Then his mind goes pop
Then he becomes a bull dog…
The French Chronicles 