Would you like to step inside my mind?
you can have a try
just a warning before you do
you are bound to cry
this place is dark and the switch is hard to find
I guess it’s hard tryna let shit slide
you’ll see that :
I’m a hoarder, no borders
brain numbed from all the sodas
you’ll soon figure out I’m a loner
for you to be in the situation of writing this, or even worse actually reading this
you must be going through some form of difficulties
difficulties I’d also choose not to face alone
these predicaments are what leave me up at night stoned
don’t be like me
I’m just prone to be alone
I need a travel partner to journey with me through this bad trip
we’ll separate when the boat rifts, let’s hope the water isn’t too frosty when we slip
did you know:
self love doesn’t necessarily mean you don’t need the love of others
it’s a certain moment in time when you realize your own energy is enough.
grab a spliff and a bottle of gin, I’ll see you tomorrow
as I start my nights thinking about truths that are hard to swallow
I want to be taken to a forest where I can over stimulate and wallow in my thoughts
next to a willow tree
sitting on a crown of thorns
(I HOPE THAT PAINTED A VIVID IMAGE IN YOUR HEAD)
I want you to know that I am fragile
close to being unborn
but what about love?
does that still exist?
here are 2 archives I wrote, relatively about thus said “love”
a sweet addiction to pot and falling in love with broken girls
all he remembers is the smell of lavender and her long black curls
why I lust for these girls, I don’t know myself
To be honest, I don’t mind seeing her with another guy
I live for her to be happy even if it means I’d suffer in the long run
doesn’t sound fun?
yeah I’m pretty pathetic when it comes to love
but what can we do?
in a generation dulled with social contrasts and contradictions
no wonder we struggle with gender and sexuality appropriation
Am I homophobic? Or are you just heterophobic ?
don’t answer that.
I end up just taking these herbs to help distract myself whilst trying to find happiness
wherever that mistress is hiding.
when will you realize that beauty isn’t a image nor a perception but a feeling
when will you realize that it’s different
my remarks might not make sense right now but forgive me
for I have a female right next to me whom I would take the shoreline with bliss
roll a blunt up
give it a spark
my luck may run out and she’ll soon figure out that her complexion is dark
the skin of an angel
beauty marked with a stance, my description couldn’t be as simple
how could one dismiss such a voice? But listen to so much noise
your sweet aroma, oh sweet A****a
this is so cringe.
here are some tweets I want you to see
Rule number 1: NEVER WASH YOUR VANZ
Rule number 2 : ALWAYS FIGHT THE MAN
beat the system.
a letter of encouragement to my future lover
my insecurities are not for you to heal
those are my own problems
fully investing our happiness into each other? I don’t know about all that.
but just hear me out…
let’s create a space, a safe one
one where we know things won’t always be peaceful
a space where we build each other’s characters without tainting our originality
a place of honesty
a space where we establish an emotional connection that can’t be tarnished even through mental hardships
my health is your health
we’re not doing this to conquer some type of social “goals”
we’re combining two good and peaceful energies into one.
think of us as a covalent bond
(I dropped physics after a year)
love with no restrictions
Because that’s where I think connections go wrong, when you start placing restrictions from the jump you know
don’t be alarmed at how calm I react to things you’d consider serious
never assume that I don’t care
at the end of the day it’s all love and I chose you
I know we wish they didn’t but Terms and conditions do apply
ARE WE SAFE? (a collaborative piece)
tis no place for the weak hearted
for weak is another word for good
you only make it out by playing by the rules
be a hoe, protect your heart
YOU HAVE TO
give up one otherwise your love life will stay on limbo
I chose to give up my body so I can protect my heart
a great bargain
a fair exchange?
a hard deal
tis no place for hopeless romantics.
hi it’s me again, Thabani
as a lad, I can’t express my happiness to the world
Cause this leads to trouble
especially if this happiness was sparked by a hun who dug me out of a rubble
“OH YOU CUFFED NOW, JUST WAIT TILL DECEMBER”- some Twitter troll told me
I spat on their envy
But they were right
due to “unforseen” circumstances my luck had ran out with this dame
to be in love while being in a generation that thinks love is a game
no these are not the games we play
What ever happened to going out your way to show someone you loved them?
Oh yeah, terms were created
I spit on your naivety
for in a world full of players of this “game”
a hopeless romantic, cannot live.
What is PEACE?
PEACE is a concept I created, it is the label I put on my aesthetic I managed to manifest over time. It is not one specific thing, I express PEACE through various mediums of art (poetry, clothing customisation, overlayed art,visuals, film edits etc). In this sense I have done poetry mixed with some thermo visuals I made this past month. Fun yes but this is only the start of things, i believe in PEACE and I know I might not have the strongest following rn but just know if you’re reading this, you’re definitely early to the party and I appreciate it, more content to come. 🙂 PEACE
(ps I didn’t invent the word peace, it has its own definition)