A writer of Poetry, Short Stories, and scripts.Twitter: @Treysativa
I've had these dreams. They've been going on for a few months now and. I don't, they're deep! And I mean real deep! Let me just start...
By Trey Stevens6 years ago in Poets
I feel so raw… I can't tell if that's, Good or Bad, But maybe… Optimism? I can't help but sit and wonder. I'm not an uncooked slab of food.
Currently living the quarter-life crisis, Yet at a point of enjoyment In it. That is my definition. Slowly learning to go with the flow,
By Current Definition, I’m a twenty six-year-old adult, I’m a light-skinned African American, with tattoos. By Definition, I’m at a point of an awakening,
By definition, I’m a twenty-five-year-old adult. Too in touch with his inner child. Deep at heart, I’m a warm caring person.
The Main protagonist betrayed by a friend, with disrespect and ignorance. A change of location, A change within his circle,
As time moves We grow Our minds Our spirits Our perceptions of self and others. But as time moves We lose Connections
I wish I could tell you. “I got out a long time ago” Popped out made my impression on the world by now. But I haven’t. You see I’m the kid from school,
I’m looking for growth, In my time of crisis. This age of rapid self-growth, Self-discovery, Into who I’m supposed to be.
As I look into the mirror. My reflection stares back at me. A light-skinned Black man. Full of hopes and dreams. Ambitions and a hidden motivation.
We're goin' to the zoo, zoo, zoo How about you, you, you? You can come too, too, too We're goin' to the zoo, zoo, zoo. He hummed a tune, that's forever stuck.
Temporary What I’m feeling is all just… Temporary. My location, How I’m treated. My weight, My mindset. My position in life.