Dysfunctional Bloodline

I can recall a time when blood and family meant everything because no matter what you could always call on your family. Well for me that wasn't the case and as a matter of fact the people I grew up with turned out to be...

Karma

Last time I checked karma is like a bullet she doesn't know anybody and she sure as hell doesn't discriminate....

Inner Thoughts Of A Dysfunctional Poet

Here are some poetry I've written for every moment I spent finding myself. The journey has been trying for the most part but I don't take not one minute I've spent searching for the identity that has been estranged for so long for granted.