Be Informed. Be Entertained.
People Like Them: Spoken Word Crushed. Immensely crushed.Baggages of garbage hang on their minds,Present. But out of reach. Out of touch.The voices in their heads play like violins,you hear them ring: screaming pasts so constantly, violently. Silence deliberately refuses to speak.Nothing stills this sound. Nothing numbs this pain. Lost. Furious,
O Vile One: Spoken Word O Vile One! She was only a little child who wanted to live her life as one— she wanted to enjoy her childhood but you robbed her of that desire when you desired her and you cut short her innocence. You defiled her pure thoughts
To The Broken Man. I watched you drown in your most intense fears, in your hidden struggles, in your traumatic pain because society made a claim that you ought to be strong regardless of what comes along. Every voice is heard but not yours, even when you’re the victim, you
When He Turned Red. White as the clouds, he once was, till he turned red like a burning furnace. Like a florescent bulb, she once glowed, but his sizzling red effect made her as wishy- washy as an old grave. Since he turned red, she had been his daily sacrifice;
Once Upon a Shredded Dream. His lips tasted like honey each time we kissed. I got lost in his arms each time he held me close. But there was something that lay hidden — that, he didn’t disclose. I didn’t bother because it didn’t matter— at least that was what
