I can’t do this alone

A kid with concrete tears. Hardened by the streets.. Not numb.. Only refusing to put his guard down.. Vulnerability is not an option. It’s the choice between suicide or remaining a soldier.. The tragedy of residue from decisions made by others.. Father. Unknown. Sibling. None. Mother. Addict. Prostitute. Jobless. The symbol of a vision takingContinue reading “I can’t do this alone”

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Blazing up cause he can’t deal with reality… Puffs of smoke, numbing his ability. To blind to see the fallacy in his action… Heavy burdens smothering his reaction. I gazed and didn’t speak.. Wondering how a strong mind can be so weak. Going through the motions day after day … Not knowing that he hasContinue reading “untitled 2”