zinnzinn (ZINNNNIZ)

Twisted Dreamer
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Age 45
Member Since 12th July 2013
zinnzinn joined 3110 days ago and last visited today
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Poet Introduction

I'm not sure you could say I'm a poet or a writer but I think that I'm able to reveal the poetic presence within tragedy and convey it through my vocabulary poetically. My ability to pull a colorful poetic spin out of darkness Is my poem. It is poetry.

Favorite Poets/Writers

Paul,Matthew,Mark,Luke,John, Jessica H.

About Me

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It is what it is I am Who I am Just like you,my life has its own fair share of comedy drama and tragedy. I don't believe in addiction and addicts I believe in affliction and ignorance. There is no addiction or adversity on this earth that exists anywhere that is so great that a man's will can't overcome it. A man's only as good as his word.The truth can be debated and argued but it doesn't listen, it stands confidently alone firm no matter what is said about it. It is written the lip of truth shall be established forever but a lying tongue is but for a moment. Guard your heart and your tongue because these three things you can never take back, deeds done, words spoken and time spent. Like sands through the hour glass, so are the days of our lives.
Weed is wicked, pills are poison, dope is deadly, beer is good. Until next time take care of yourself, and each other.

I'm a  
I've choked half to death on the smoke
failing in spite of all my scheming to resist it,
in a way, I'd say away my life I guess I pissed it,
no goodbyes to my ass no not today I shant not kiss it.
When my chance comes around I will take it all I have and I will risk it I insist it,
although it must've came and went I must've blinked, I guess I missed it.
As life gets harder my heart is hardening as I can hardly handle it hardened , I'm the meaner leaner daydreamer,
becoming a keener fiender pipe dreamer,
a louder screaming bad dreamer with an unappealing missed demeanor,
I search for the redeemer in the mix I'm all up mixed, words can land much harder licks
far more worse than stones and sticks
don't need a fix I'm needing fixed a hard place and this rock I am betwixt, A little unshifted as I drifted
I am the broken and ungifted two-fisted and

I write from darker corners of my mind.
Due to the graphic nature of this content viewer discretion is advised.

Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable.
~Cesar A. Cruz~

My Reading List

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Empty Words by Lazy_Dead (.Julia.)
Sixty-Something Rap by Kinkpoet
Eternal Night by Silent_Snowfall
Battlefield Tragedy by Kinkpoet
Good Riddance by da_poetic-edifier (Damon)
Slashed Wrists by NuBorn

Poets I Follow