My Trusty Ole Bed (Journal Entry)

As I embark on my 9-5 residential aid internship I am weary of spending so much time away from my trusty ole bed. My bedding has been with me through hard times. I can always count on my bed to comfort me when I want to give up on life.

Little do they Know (Poem)

They think they own the cream that makes the butter Little do they know They think they are the kings of every land Little do they know They think their achievements are a world of wonder Little do they know They think their wealth is a bird in the hand Little do they know…

Rendezvous with Death (Poem)

Death is a slip that makes us weep Yet a third of our lives are passed in sleep And the rest is spent chasing those things that cause to stir and agitate Tunnel vision beading in The works of futile hands Marveling in the craftsmanship that plunders every land Death to all the works of God As long as we get our fill

Hell Mary (Poem)

Angels be scary Can make or break the weary Of all the Earth’s creations Better run better hide when you see Hell Mary Ain’t nobody been to heaven Except the one who came down

Set Me Free (Poem)

Hence I fall, Hence I die Hence these days keep passing by I look up at the sky and sigh I shake my head and wonder why? If you are there then why am I? Why am I here when you are there? Why shun my prayers? Why hide your face? Why does your gleaming spirit illuminate my grace?

The Narrow Path (Poem)

If we left the right And right is to the left Then straight is far from in between Traveling the narrow path is far from what it seems Judging by the standards of misled odysseys Right is never righteous And foul is never grieved

Apologetics (Scripture)

Where is the love in professing an impossible truth? If the universe performed the impossible by spontaneously combusting itself into existence then the only retrospective possibilities are those that were born into the new possibility.

Paint Me Free (Poem)

Yahuwah, Lord of daubers Every stroke of your brush is a coveted prize Crimson sunsets garnishing coral embellished tides Double rainbows tagging the mountains Playful animations in the billowing clouds

My Vision Boards (Part 2)

Creativity has always been a passion of mine. Every time I go to rehab, my greatest inspiration to move forward comes from the random art projects we create. I always feel kind of awkward when I create projects in rehab because nobody gets into it like I do.

My Vision Boards

I created these vision boards in rehab. I’m the only person here who creates vision boards.