A personal experience that after fifty years still can't be explained.
This poem was written to document a life changing event in the author's life. She was the victim in a terrible car accident in high school and suffered severe physical and psychological injuries. This poem was written one month after the accident and was an attempt to cope with the in...
They were like the rail I needed to get my life on track. They were like medicine to soothe my pain, and umbrellas to protect me from pouring rain. Who could I be talking 'bout? Well, that's a question that will only be revealed if you read.
I was forced to realize that the only way to bring the ordeal to an end was by giving them what they wanted. Check out this amazing chapter to find out whom and what I'm talking about.
The law-enforcers' action and unspoken words caused chills to shoot up and down my spine. This is a drama-packed chapter that should not be skipped.
Numbshock-causing dramatic events forever changed me. I found myself fighting hard to come back to my senses. Read and find out the outcome.
Explosive events and quagmire affected my senses and seemingly transformed me to an alien creature I didn't recognize. This chapter is very ironic and heartfelt.
I felt a sudden awful chill. My entire body seemed devoid of flesh and blood...that dreadful experience seemed to have lasted an eternity. This is a dynamic chapter that's guaranteed to have your nerves jumping.
The more I saw my buddy in action, the more I reminded myself to be cautious around him...he and some of the other guys I associated with preyed on people who showed signs of weakness. Read and see whom I'm talking about.
New environment and new cohorts brought about pressure and I found myself making some hard choices. This very interesting chapter cannot disappoint.
I sat, stared into nothingness, and heard sweet music flowing from a ghetto blaster nearby. I know you're curious as to what I'm talking 'bout, so read.
They saw me in church and took a liking to me despite my thuggish facade. They somehow penetrated through the camouflage I was forced to wear since my early childhood years and saw the real me. Read and find out who I'm talking 'bout.
Like a clamp, the streets had a strong grip over my life. I was vanity-driven and couldn’t seem to get enough of the mundane pleasures. I would go to dance clubs, strip-clubs and block parties, when I was supposed to be at work working. This is a must read.
Most of my life I had been living with tricky reasoning, and not enough rational thinking. There were too much artificial creations of the mind. Read and find out what I mean by that.
My dream to be something great; dream of being recognized as a grand-master poet. Ambition and determination are in overdrive.
Everywhere I turn they asking for money, money to get some studio air time or money to get a book published. It’s not ’bout what you know anymore, but who you know–who will believe in you, your talent, and give you a free ticket to fame. I know you want to know what I'm talking ...
I was thrown out to sink or swim on my own. I felt confused, hurt, betrayed and abandoned. This is a must read.
There was a point when I didn't believe in making promises, because promises, like the law, are easily broken. Read and find out why I wasn't fond of making promises.
Something caused me to lose my cool--whereas I could not hide the gleam that spoke of madness in my eyes and the brutal leanness about my face. I looked like a hawk hunting its prey. I know you want to know what caused this, so read.
In life there are those who think before they act, and those who let blind impulse drive them recklessly...Could this be the balance of life? This drama-packed chapter will reveal the answer.
Arrogancy and ego-masturbation--all this, and more, displays a personality disorder. Read this amazing part and find out what I mean.
I had a conversation that would open a chapter in my life, and start me on a journey that I would forever regret. You don't have to be curious as to what I'm talking 'bout, just read.
There are four kinds of friends: Those who add, those who subtract, those who multiply, and those who divide. This part will elaborate.
I attended church as much as I could, however, as much as I wanted to surrender, there was something getting in the way. Read and find out what got in my way.
Growing up in the ghettos and slums, there’s plenty of lessons to be learned–some good and some bad. Don't skip this part.