Thinking Outside the Prompt


What is love?
Love is not real that I’ve seen.
Most people have “fallen in love,”
but did they stay “in love?”
probably not.
Wanna know why?
Because they mistake it for lust.
They both are very different feelings,
I think that love is forever,
Most of the time your “Bro” isn’t someone you love.
Love is family.
Love is my daughter,
for her, I just want her to love me.
Love is my wife.
I just wanna love my life,
but I love that I’m trying to make shit right.


Days passing by filled with card games,
and talk about the memories of when
we were out.
Positives =
Clear head,
good health,
and in shape,
Clean from drugs.
Negatives =
Away from family,
life not moving forward.

Feelings of –
it would be better if I stayed
Wonders if I’m going to prison,
and thoughts of what opportunities I’ve missed,
and potential I’ve wasted.


Oranges on my back,
C.O.’s in my face,
stuck behind bars
on the same fucking case.
People like to judge,
but I don’t give a damn.
Grew up eating shit,
But now I’m going ham.
click, clack, bam,
fuck my g jammed
Now I gotta go,
let me spit this flow,
let me say what I feel is real
I almost got killed,
I just wanna deal.

Difference between the two…

Well my name is EJ,
I’m 26 years old and
I’m in jail,
well more like hell
and a cross between,
caged like an animal
I just wanna live my life and get out.
I’m tired of being woke up at 4 in the morning
and being fed slop,
like a beast
I miss my fiancé,
I miss my daughter,
but most of all I miss my freedom and the
laughter and love at home.
I feel like an animal at the zoo,
because people come in here and they exacerbate us
and fear us,
just like the caged animals at the zoo.
What’s the different between the two?
We’re still humans at heart,
but the only difference is that we’re degraded
and locked up.
I wanna go home.


Under the Moonlight

Money falling from the sky,
Tears in her eyes,
Fuck around in the streets,
get your life simplified,
under the moonlight.
She asking me why the fuck I gotta
run these streets that we call trife life
blank expression on my face,
I have no reply
Smoking fire kush,
got me stuck in the sky,
as I look around,
my feet on the ground,
looking at these like a whole different crowd,
temperature rising,
voice getting loud
she say that she’s pregnant,
and she ‘bout to have my child.
I say to myself,
What a joy of life,
I know what I gotta do,
So I know what’s right,
God gives us a blessing
And takes us out of sight
So we can do us and get right.

Under the moonlight,
smoking fire dro
reaching for the stars,
how far can I go
take me to aye
like some we’re outta space
so I can do me and just feel safe.


Difference between the two…

I’ve been up all night,
just thinking about my life,
like what the hell I’m doing,
what’s going on,
as I ask myself these questions,
all these answers seem so wrong.

I’ve been up all night,
in all contemplating,
I’m just thinking about these bitches and these niggas,
that’s been hating,
as I was locked up in these cages,
man it’s something changes,
as I looked them in the face,
and I see the truth retaining
but I don’t really blame ‘em.
It’s the picture
that I painted,
more so I’m tripping off my current situation,
got time for do for nothing boy,
this life is something left
my fiancé N up on the street
with my baby in her stomach,
she told me daddy I got you,
no matter how long the shit takes,
damn that’s real.


I can set back and imagine the whole world in my palm,
with a stiff arm,
and a crown that fit rightz from a throne of backbone,
that’s strong.

Can you picture in your mind,
of soldierz that’s dyin’,
and a world that’s coming to an end,
from problemz and sin?

Da high and mighty rich man,
got us thinking pure revenge,
while they’re gettin’ money and riding Benz.

Da game is cold to tell you the truth,
even kidz know that anything goes.

This fucked up world got it where a nigga head
exploited from too much knowledge of a young,
educated prophet with dollarz.

Can you hear the screamz,
of a mad man with fucked up dreamz,
a bad tongue saying fucked up thingz,
you know what I mean.
A blank wall is like an absent mind,
thatz dyin’,
wishing I had a marker to draw in time.

Do you ever wonder why at birth,
a baby shed tearz,
because the voice that’s whispered in their earz,
are in prayerz,
the ending of the world was
(3x) trouble just trouble.


No wrong, just write
that’s all I wanna be in life,
Lord just show me the light,
help me love my life,
it’s so hard it sux,
I end up in the same spot,
Life is a canvas,
you paint it,
choose your plot,
I just wanna be with my family,
that’s what the paintbrush sees,
us so happy,
all love,
no lust,
my lil fat baby,
all hugs,
I love her so much,
I don’t just do this for me,
I do this for us,
so Lord help us move up,
that’s all I want,
help us move forth with all this pain,
and move on from it,
and be better and more mindful,
and ignore the bullshit,
and do my time,
and get out,
I’ve been so stuck in my head,
my family’s the only people
who can help me out,
so I can be happy,
and get out of this shit hole gladly,
instead of being locked down,
sadly too much
held inside,
too much on my mind,
my last chance to get out,
and make it all right.


Just Write:

I’m just in need of a purpose,
I’ve been so many things in societies eyes,
but I’ve never had a purpose.
A reason to get out of bed and keep living.
I’m really a deep thinker,
so maybe I’m going too far,
but I feel like if I don’t
find a happy, healthy purpose,
I’m going to fall into whatever comes my way first,
and with the path I been on,
it’s probably drugs.
I’ve thought about it,
and I want to be this man of purpose.
I want to go to barber college,
and help people look better,
and in turn feel better.
I’ve finally found a purpose,
that makes me want to act,
I’ve been here before,
but never had a plan.
So now I do, so keep pressing forward,
one step at a time,
toward a life with purpose.


I am Perfect

My actions got me moving left and right.
There is the right way and the wrong way,
But it’s all in my hands.
Now that I’m older I understand,
That life doesn’t always go as planned.
You got to recognize,
And ask yourself, am I doing what’s right.
Before you make the biggest mistake of your life.
Stay true and sincere,
Be loyal and honest.
Always have confidence,
And be independent.
Perfect is perception,
And perception is all they can see.
Cause in my eyes I am perfect,
And that’s what I want them to see.


Words of Wisdom

The truth hurts,
but pain makes you stronger.
Having to struggle,
makes you a survivor.
You learn from your mistakes,
and it becomes your past.
Time is sensitive so take it slow,
over time comes wisdom.
Then comes freedom,
and freedom of speech.
Will you stay quiet,
or will you speak?
Did you learn,
and will you teach?
The words of wisdom,
is something to preach.
To share and show care,
for the ones who spare their life to god,
to do right.


Broken Glass

No matter how many rivers you have cried,
Or how many rivers you’ve let flush by and drain you.
No tear can show how much pain it holds,
As cold as life has become I feel I’ve become perfectly numb.
You caught me off guard and took my breath away,
I had no time to take back the ground you’ve pulled right from under me.
Before a tear could run down my face I froze in shock,
How you could be so cold.
You let me fall when I was so fragile,
Millions of glass tear drops fall in front of you once you took my breath away.
I was left without a word to say,
Just a teardrop away.
To your world flushed,
And rivers of broken glass.