Thursday, August 13, 2020

Grind On!


You can do whatever you want to do in this world. I know because I’m a living witness”... It’s time everyday Grind takes center stage, commanding a large fanbase of strong characters. This is stuff of dreams. That said, these dreams seem mere fantasy till it all happens

From a young age, my life has been intertwined with the perils of drugs. My young peers and close friends battle drug addictions, forcing me to move all around the country in search of a fresh start and something to take my hometown out the situation. K-Town offers no alleviation. 

Some nights, I would lay my head inside a corner I had no one to turn to for help, adopted an older mother named Felani mabuza and she was hustling in the streets alongside me. 

Describing everyday grind as a “New Lifestyle to follow” My testimony will include “Making It Home” By any means “LordKnows” I include a strikingly prayer: “ pray that my young blood stay off  those drug pipes, so my mom can sleep well at night.” 

Clearly, I have an authentic story to tell, and the courage to tell it. So you should wait for it.

Saturday, August 1, 2020

Losing my father to COVID-19




It's yet another lonely Sunday morning without my daddy dearest and I just need to give myself the next best chance at living my life as the best version of myself. Where I stand right now is at finding new beginnings to get over the grief of losing my father so suddenly to COVID-19. All I know is that I've excelled in being at war with self destruction. 

I really do try to sometimes fight every single negativity that comes my way; whether I am living dead or dead alive, it's just gotten to a point where living my life this way is extremely exhausting. I need to try something new or doing things just a little bit different from my so called 'natural disposition'. There's absolutely noway for me to run away from my life and my mind. I really don't know how I've become so comfortable with excelling at being my desfunctunal functional. I lived an elusion for so damn long that I would really like to live the true me for once. 

I'm giving myself a chance. I want to give my mind a chance. My heart a chance. My dreams a chance. You know! I can never give up on myself. Reality is that if I fail, I only have myself to blame. Losing my dad though has given me a strength I never even knew I had. To God be the Glory!