“today people are disposable items
a treasure to some trash to another”

This is one of those poems that you can see things plainly and relate it to what is happening right now. nicely done;)

Man, that vault holds gems. Great piece.
Favorite line
“He calls my bluff about fearing death

With insults meant as a means to kill me slow”

This smacks so hard of facing down the demons. It’s funny how bluffing can actually lead to the footing we need. There’s no retreat in this one. Just solid, bite me attitude…even as a bluff it carries the sting. The mistakes we make are lessons for farther down the road. It’s best not to forget their making, but their purpose is actually healing. If we let it. Powerful piece, my friend

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Well it’s nice to see you back brother, you’ve been missed around here. Always grateful for your continued support it means a lot to me. Appreciate you.

Damian

Sometimes its best to face em square on isn’t it .. but then I guess that’s where these fine words are coming from .. well there, and that seemingly bottomless vault you guard well and keep drawing from .. Write on brother D .. Neville 😎👍

Excellent write up. That last line sets the reader up perfectly to loop back to the beginning and read this again. The cycle to start this over again gels perfectly with the cycle of the struggle you writ about. Deep stuff and worth every read one gives it.

Next level shadow work, bro
This vibe resonates with me on a level unspoken
Into the poetic crypt it goes

Much respect

Naaj

The worn path, the rising heat, the serpent’s bite. It all feels like the shape of an old struggle finally seen in full light.

We’ve all been bit by something in our past. Volunteering to carry the venom through life is never a good idea. Good one, Damian.

“you once burn so hot for me
then I felt your coldness
seeing in your eyes, there was another fascination”
I know that feeling of intensity then it’s gone. Beautifully done.

hello dearest Damian thank you for feeling me yes love hurts no matter what ❤️

Well…damn… It has a vibe you can almost put music to and hear it at night. Yup…naughty nights;)

Fuck Yeah!! This is XXX in all it’s glory!