the end of an
awkward phase
with this one…
didn’t know where
i’d be going with it
before this dropped…
this one saved me…
71 poems in and i
only wrote about
the real events,
all the shit that
broke me down
and made me feel
like a total mess.
what if i went and
wrote an album of
fictional poetry,
instead of the usual
stuff i’m down about?
i just wrote an ep about
sadness and heartbreak,
and 4 solo poems about
being broken and scared,
why not make something
that’s not all about me?
i got the cover art for it,
and the concept to match,
the hell am i waiting for?
let’s end the awkward phase
with no full-length albums,
“am i taking a break or am i
gonna keep pushing content?”
well, i pushed content.
kid goes to a party
he’d rather not be at,
it’s all good at first but
everything turns to shit,
his heart breaks just as
soon as it fills, and then
all the magic is gone when
his peers force dance on him,
pour alcohol all over him, and
leave him on his lonesome once
the hypnotic electro music ends.
it only took a day, but i
got what i wanted, and
suddenly, my motivation
was back in full-force.
the awkward phase of
“break or no break” was
finally gone, and i felt
ready to keep moving.
and the numbers went
and spoke for it, too:
40+ views on each poem
4 days after the release.
just like the album itself,
it was party time for me.
let’s celebrate the wins,
the blessings, the success,
and the crown of poetry king.
yeah, party time, just…
album saved me, really…
wouldn’t be here right now
telling the story without it…
one of these days, maybe i’ll
write another album like that…
tell another fictional story…
different perspective, you know…
party time.
Friday, September 14, 2018
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