Cory's Song: Ballad of a Music Junkie.

Thursday, November 12, 2020

F.T.S.

When you on a deadline

but at the same time,

fuck that shit

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Friday, October 23, 2020

Focus on Cory!!! (10/23/20)

Thursday, October 8, 2020

When I'm Woke

When I’m Woke

I wake up

I feel good

Then shit gets real

Friday, September 18, 2020

Focus on Cory!!! (9/18/20)

Thursday, September 10, 2020

She's a Man Beater

She’s a Man Beater

I got all up in his face and he didn’t like it

He tried to wave me away

It felt satisfying

So I did it again, and again

Again He was getting up to walk away

But I jumped in front of him

and demanded he stay

He said woman don’t start

but it already began

I spit in his face

and slapped down his hand

This was the time my fury would be felt

I proceeded to strike him wherever I could

get in a lick

until he pushed me down

and went for the door.

This is far from over.

Friday, August 21, 2020

Focus on Cory!!! (8/21/20)

Thursday, August 13, 2020

Running Through My Mind: An August Afternoon Amidst Agony

Walking is a bitch

I’m hot,

I stink,

Fuck everything.

I don’t want to

Live where I am at

I don’t want another factory job

its time for a change

but how can I bring about the change?

That’s the question unanswered.

I can easily brainstorm solutions,

But the key is in the implementation

Bringing those brilliant ideas into fruition

I find myself at a lost.

Maybe, Perhaps, it best

that I cave and do the regular thing

but it crushes my soul,

you know,

I wonder if the payments I receive

are worth the cost

It seems more expensive,

you know,

on the other hand,

You want to talk about a struggle

Never have I had a more difficult struggle

It is so difficult to work on creative projects,

and have them only to progress a drib at a time,

you know,

a drib here, a drab there

To be the ever humble one,

to know you are building an empire so great

but for others to scoff and degrade you

and you to be at their mercy-

to suck it up

to take it

for them to not grasp the concept of the long-term

you know,

just where is the money right now

for them to make you the source of all their

pre-existing shortcomings and woes because you’re new

but bitch, you was fucked up before I got in the picture.

Its humorous but at the same time,

Its tragic

Life is like that sometimes,

you know,

Just a thought.

Thursday, August 6, 2020

How I Got Away

When I woke up that morning, I was in an unknown room

That would happen from time to time on account

of the quantity of vodka I would consume

Surrounding me fearfully fretting my family had to loom

The space with tears abound from the belief that

this was heading

to my sad and certain doom

Father warned if this hairy beast inside

my soul I did not groom

That he and mother dear would soon be

shopping for a tomb

As my sister weeped silently I told them nevermind

their gloom

Then reassured them a season of sobriety

was now suddenly in bloom.

and that’s how I got away.

Friday, July 17, 2020

Focus on Cory!!! (7/17/20)

Thursday, July 9, 2020

Momo

Leave to live,

leave to live,

Rhonda’s spirit

felt it necessary

Leave to live,

leave to live,

her fears

told her contrary

Leave to live,

leave to live,

she recalled

how Andre bruised and beat her,

and masterminded,

and manipulated

with plans to mislead her

Trampled her mentality,

then mocked her sexuality

choked her

into submission

in their children’s vision

Leave to live,

leave to live,

which manner was best?

she stepped out to the balcony

with heavy burdens

upon her chest

Rhonda propped one foot

upon the railing

then recognized

silent sobs

made it difficult

inhaling

Contemplating parents

she would leave in distress

while sobbing

whispered cries

of the word

forgiveness

Leave to live,

leave to live,

then Rhonda took a look down

and envisioned herself

laying on the ground

Then heard faint cries

of her children

in the distance

mourning,

mourning mommy,

no longer in existence

Leave to live

don’t leap to leave

she made that decision.

Cory's Song: Ballad of a Music Junkie.

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Thursday, November 12, 2020

F.T.S.

Friday, October 23, 2020

Focus on Cory!!! (10/23/20)

Thursday, October 8, 2020

When I'm Woke

Friday, September 18, 2020

Focus on Cory!!! (9/18/20)

Thursday, September 10, 2020

She's a Man Beater

Friday, August 21, 2020

Focus on Cory!!! (8/21/20)

Thursday, August 13, 2020

Running Through My Mind: An August Afternoon Amidst Agony

Thursday, August 6, 2020

How I Got Away

Friday, July 17, 2020

Focus on Cory!!! (7/17/20)

Thursday, July 9, 2020

Momo

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