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Klassic Wilson
Yeah…
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Klassic Wilson
Yeah…
Yeah…
Yeah…
“What are you doing? NO! STOP! PLEASE!”
And like that the world around her faded to black. The emptiness that once was her life has spilt, dripping into the confines of her eternity. She was desperate.She craved it. She damn near begged me for it, you heard her. “No, don’t stop, please!” I mean come on man, I had to give the woman what she wanted. What she needed. Ugh, now what am I to do with al...
“Why didn’t you just tell me?”
…
“Say something. Why wouldn’t you just tell me. All I asked is that you tell me. That’s all I fucking wanted. You lied to me!”
“I-I didn’t lie.”
“What do you mean you didn’t lie? How could you possibly feel like you didn’t lie to me? How? HOW!”
“I mean I just didn-“
“Exactly! You didn’t fucking tell me. That’s omission. Omission is a lie. They’re fucking synonymous....
Finally! I’m not sure what I did or how this happened, but finally! Finally, I can be free, to not be seen. No glares from colluding pupils looking to make a scene. No more undesired encounters with folks that use pain to fuel their laughter. Finally! I can breathe! This is going to be a breeze!
“Ughh,” the sound of light penetrating the cracks amidst the lids of another unwelcomed mourning.
“W...
If wishes fell like rain
I am the cloud
A living mass of desire
A misunderstood form of power
The future is in me
And while many give their predictions
Only I know when and in what season
If the wishes I stored inside
Could touch the soil of my life
The below would be as up high
And my mortality would never die
The fruits of my intention
And the properties of manifestation
Would reimagine every tr...
Every day seems the same, but today was the day. As I cradled life and death between the palm of my hand. I thought back, to yesterday, when I was here, in this same spot in front of this same house waiting for you. And today, I finally saw you; Through the emptiness of the leaves I would use to shield my descriptive attributes, I saw you. You, as usual gracing the wind with the flow of your breat...
I had to go.
I had to leave her behind.
Yes, alone.
Yes, in the dark.
Yes cold, yes hungry, yes afraid
I had to.
I
I had to escape
Escape my loneliness and my fears
Escape from the heart aches and hidden tears
From the internal drama and brushed off trauma
Desolate, Abandoned, Naked, and afraid
Just to gain
I had to let me go
Leave her in the very places I avoided my entire life
To the very mons...
I can see death.
I can see the cold bellowing from the depths of my body just to merge with the emptiness around me. I can feel forgotten. In this moment, on the wet of ground, in the hollow of night, I feel unknown. Which makes full sense, because I never felt anything other while here. I could never relate to those around me, so I could never embrace closeness. In a way, I feel at home lying h...