Sinking feeling in my chest

Sinking feeling in my chest I think that I might be stressed I told my wife about it My kids laughed They all joked about it My palms sweating, heart racing, short rapid breaths Am I having a panic attack? Oh! *whew* it's just my old pal, Anxiety . . -dT

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They hunt me

These words.. these words are me, I am these words These words are an extension of me, of my state of mind, of my well being Of my emotions Of my depression Of my sadness ... Every day Every day I wake They wake with me They're always with me ... In the shower On... Continue Reading →

Let it happen

Stop worrying and let it happen Live life day by day, let it happen You can plan but plans change, let it happen A higher power has planned the plan for you So take it easy, one step at a time, one day at a time Live life, love life, enjoy life Let it happen.... Continue Reading →

Butterflies in my Tummy

When i'm excited basking in the scenarios of my imagination i feel them, i feel the butterflies.   When i think of you when i ponder on the day we reunite again i feel them, i feel the butterflies.   Lonely nights i lay awake what route to the next sin, i take i feel... Continue Reading →

October 1, 1960.. 

57 years,  57 years of “independence”,  57 years of stagnation,  57 years of retrogression,  57 years of corruption and poverty,  57 years of pain and sadness,  57 years of backwardness,  57 years not a single youth president,  57 years of no electricity,  Here’s to 57 more years..   -dT

“Fake Woke”

People want to be woke.. People aspire to be deep.. others wallow in ignorance.. There is a thin line between being "woke" (aware of the situations in your surrounding others take for granted) and being fake woke. Some are truly woke causing others to want to be woke but actually ending up being "fake woke"... Continue Reading →

His other half..

She's his other half, the piece that completes him. Whenever he ponders upon her, he doesn't see her, he sees the future, what they could become. she is the missing piece to his puzzle, the other half of his heart.. his missing rib. she knows him like no one else does or ever will.. she's his spirit animal..his soulmate. He doesn't... Continue Reading →

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