My name is Zackory. I'm 21 years old. My life has been one hell of a ride and lately i feel as tho my story should be heard through my poetry. like it or not i cant force anyone to read my writings if they dont want to never have and im not about to start now. However being the gentle beast that i am, im rather tame until im backed into a corner and only then like a caged animal will i attack. Anywho this is me and im not about to change me or my poetry styles so the world can just deal with it, because these are m stpes into the poetic world and one day i hope to leave my mark in the poetry world.
As i sit here watching the fire burn
i recall a time when all was fine
and as i watch that fire grow
i laugh as i come back to reality
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why do i feel the way i do
when it only seems i am nothing to you
you helped me in my darkest times
when my life fell to rhymes
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Tell me how to react
when all you do is blame me
for everything im not
Tell me how to react
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