Poetry and Writings

 The time is ticking The water trickles down the drain I wonder, how many men have gone insane Truing to do wonders, trying to reach for fame? Ability of not returning back Is the only in the stack That allows us to fly Without wings in dreams up high _________________________________________ Learn to earn money with your poems: https://whop.com/prockstem/

Times have changed, People still buy things they don't need though I won't be like that There is always a higher goal A higher state It's not just to manifest... It's also about to pass down the process __________________________________________________ Learn to earn money with your poems: https://whop.com/prockstem/

People buy and sell Jesus wouldn't fair with it well Prophets pop up like mushrooms after the rain I would rather be reclusive and keep myself pet's friend Instead of going around trying to save the world Save yourself first, then let the world take care of its own It's way bigger than your own ____________________________________________ Learn to earn money with your poems: https://whop.com/prockstem/

People have anger issues all the time However, we don't like to find The flaws of our own minds People blame the dogs, the cats, the whether And even the universe for all their slack However, the truth is it's not lack of luck It's the lack of mind to get unstuck _____________________________________________ Learn to earn money with your poems: https://whop.com/prockstem/

You can't beat them, Join them, Improve don't reduce Refuse not the salvation Eventually it will come back to you Regardless your generation ___________________________________________ Learn to earn money with your poems: https://whop.com/prockstem/

  The time has passed by I stood up and hoped to fly However, the dream was over, And lagging I fell back to my bed Like many of us do ___________________________________________________ Learn to earn money with your poems: https://whop.com/prockstem/

Bon appetit! She can't hear no shit I wonder what her headphones play I doubt it's a love song Because she is pretty lonely, I'd say, I'm lonely too, but I'm okay, She deserves better, But she is indifferent to my say

Gonna wait for fifty two Until I'm back and I see you This line is like a little charm of mine Tends to drag me through the town I guess it will be gone When I am not around See you down town, baby, There is no maybe in my book Just look!

There is no magic in the sigh Look at the sun shining up high You don't want to leave  You don't want to die There is no magic in the sigh

Never had a real family Never had a real home I'm my own family And books I write Are my only true home