three zero


three hundred
and sixty five days
comes around
once again

some would say
i've done a lot
others maybe
not so much,

yeah i had
quite a career
but there were
hardships and
sacrifices too

engaged in
sex work for
three years
to support
my career
at first

then my career
finally took off,
i was doing hair
shows, had a
huge base
of clients

i wanted
the entire
world in
my palms

for a little
while i felt
i had that
for a brief

what else
could anybody
ask for right?


that came
drug taking

waking up
and drinking
sheerly for

i threw it all  
into the fire
knowing i could
not continue to
live this way

no matter
how far i ran

no matter
what i did
to block out
how i was
feeling as
well as all
of my past.

If you're not
the best version
of yourself or
sharing your
own truth

then you're
fucked no
matter what
you say or do,

this evolution
of thirty is quiet
but it's grateful
for the ground
being kind to
my feet so far

no matter how
itchy they may
find themselves,

if you stumble
across this in
your early

i will say
start writing
a love story;

the one about
you thriving no
matter how big
or small it is

who's looking,

the one about
where you cry
yourself to sleep
in the early hours

but you pick up
that book reminding
your body and soul
that it must stay
good to itself,

the one about
where you leave
without any kind
of hesitation

if a place or a
person no longer
gives you any
kind of purpose,

the one about
where you see
yourself in
a dream

and you
are simply
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