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Mortal


Theres nothing infinite about me, never claimed to have been immortal acknowledging I am only mortal... No tattooed super S on my chest, vulnerable but still honorable until my last breath has been taken from me... I could never run from my own mistakes that haunt me from profound must be my fate... I have had to wipe plenty of tears from my sobbing eyes, from my impaired emotions I could never hide... And my heart breaks from decisions I have made, turning me into a mad man for goodness sakes... My anger runs deeper than an never ending story of disappointing feelings I have hidden from within me... Made out of flesh emotionally I feel distressed, eyes opened to my sanity driving me crazy in reality... Madness from this life I live, anger is what I give, fallen into a world that will not forgive, living with my choices until my last of kin buries me... I could never rest until my death comes looking for me and even when I die my soul would be restless for all eternity in thought of all my mortal sins...
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Iz Da Realist Poet

Raised in the midst of a housing complex was never an easy task for IzyC. For as long as Ismael Cruz, Jr. can remember, he has always used his artistic abilities to escape into a fantasy realm. His parents tried their best to give him some form of serenity within their household, even if his rebellious side kept telling him he did not fit in. Being around a violent drug-filled community was a survival within its own where most of the friends you once knew were buried in dirt at such an early age. Even as a child Ismael has always dreamt of a peaceful place where a hammock and watching the sun settle in the horizon was the vision, his story was far from what he would dream of, unfortunately. Ismael was raised into a man who has seen, felt, struggled and endured heart-breaking pain. He has fought without ever giving up an inch for his own beliefs setting himself free from shattered visions. He has written Diary of Poems to express feelings and experiences in the life he has seen. He continues to reach hoping to someday teach others of the positives life can have in the negatives thrown in our direction daily. Certainly hoping these realistic writings would make a difference to you as it has done for him.

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