You had a bad day. Fuck… Trust me I understand. Shit… Trust me anyone who is reading this will understand. Damn… Everything about this is so human. Is it the type of bad day where you want to end it all or the type of bad day where you just want tomorrow to come? Is…
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The Recipe
I want a home for my future family. A place where my children will grow and their memories will spread. I want to wake up next to a woman I love and constantly want to be better for. She’ll feel that energy of me always working to deserve her in every room she walks in….
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You don’t know when the change happened But it happened You couldn’t change it back No role reversal You couldn’t rearrange his fist of anger into words of compassion Hugs and kisses, all those X’s and O’s became something else Something vicious The intent became malicious Women adapt to so many harsh environments Living shouldn’t…
Coachella Poem
I love the way that Coachella sun kisses your skin… You said I “write about everybody”. This is true, but not the way I write about you. Let me give you that balance. Loving me is a challenge. Do you want honesty or happiness? I can’t lie to you it’s not in me, but sometimes…
Sunday to Sunday
I know you noticed my growth it’s hard not to take note when a person reaching clarity. I got a lot of friends, but now my mission is to make it scary for you if in my view you a enemy. Something new everyday I just couldn’t resist, I gotta use this energy. A lot…
Excuse This Mess I’ve Made
Excuse the mess I made of this life. I know it’s too late to try and make things right. I won’t apologize. I’ll just try to rise. I wasn’t surrounded by those with the vision to give me sight. I wasn’t aware I could be light. I was born in the darkness of night. I…
Caption Me: Ashley Moore
In a world full of angles life is all about perspective. We all take these fantastic voyages that lead us to uncharted lands we never thought our mind could go. These memories of our yesterday’s are simply foundation for what we want our future to be. A filter is what we want our life to…
Coachella Adventure
I dreamed about all of this way back in Columbus, Ohio. On those road trips to Philadelphia all I wanted to do was create. It seemed the neighborhoods around me were crumbling and my thoughts were building empires. Imagine that is your reality. Living in the slums of the Midwest. No beach near this cement…
One That Got Away
I couldn’t sleep last night, so I wrote this. If I can’t sleep again I’ll probably end up reading this. I hope you read this. I hope you see this. This is is based on true events that either already happened or never will. This is a love letter to you. The woman I’ve either…
Young Lion 