Jerome Dickens Interview

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Click the cover to the right for a link to the book. Very inspirational. *I didn’t interview the kid. He alerted me via tweeter*

What motivates you to write?

Nothing and everything at the same time. I gather up all these thoughts in my head and spill them onto a piece of paper, whenever I feel like it. Whether it be a sentence or a 6 page poem, it’s about getting my point across. I want to have a conversation with my readers or get them to think about life differently. I’ve never been afraid to speak my mind, and I’m not afraid to express that characteristic through my writing, way of thinking or lifestyle.

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Never be mine

I don’t expect you to understand and I don’t expect you to stick around
How can I be expected to love you when I still love her. Outside smiles inside frowns
Feels like my life is get down or lay down.
Never will I win.
Cuz when a new one comes around it’s always about HER
And I’m nowhere on her radar, pathetic it is.
Toxic in my heart. Trapped in my mind
The love I want is hers. It’s hiding; for me never to find
And when someone comes anew. I’m stuck in a bind
Cuz I’m longing for a love that’ll never be mine…
Again

This is about ME

I don’t remember who I was talkin to bout my lifestyle change but a nigga was like ‘what you tryin to eat better and exercise for?’ like it’s not cool for me to wanna do right by myself. Pissed me off. I need a reason to wanna be better?! Fuck that. I been trying damn hard to turn my life around. And this is one of the few things I truly control in my life. It’s not some boss at work promising me something and not coming thru. It’s not a new potential employer ‘sticking their neck out for me’, only for their boss to stomp on my hopes. It’s not her or her or you. This is about ME. And I can control whether I’m a lazy fat fuck or a slightly less fat and less lazy semi in shape piece of shit. Then hopefully I’ll evolve back to my 06 self. 15-20 lbs lighter. And in good shape. Not hard. Not entirely easy. I also read & write for fuckin recreation now. Play video games WAAY less. Try to be as optimistic as possible while still being a realist. And they say ppl don’t change? Fuck you. I’m a better person. I won’t apologize for that.

Love runs deep

You ever Have a convo with the woman of your dreams? The one in your dreams. The one you wake up thinking about every morning. The love of your life. The ONE. you ever have that convo where you tell her to let go of her inhibitions. Of the past. Of her hurt. And just LOVE. Because her love is so beautiful and unmatched and amazing and a true gift. To not waste an opportunity that she truly feels. And she agrees. But you’re not talking about her loving you. You’re talking about her loving him? Yeah well. I love her so much. That I’ll stop at nothing to bring her back to seeing her greatness. Even when it means that THEY live happily ever after. . .

*tears*
Te amo

The dream in front of me

When the woman in your dreams is sitting to your right. Looking as beautiful as she EVER has. But she’s in a glass case. You can’t touch. You’re sharing wonderful moments in time. Only you’re just sharing them but not SHARING them. Maybe she would’ve held my hand. But what’s that mean? The LOVE is in MY heart. Hers no longer. So thus, I torture myself to no end. So goes my life. One day LOVE will be mine. So I’ll appreciate the piece(s) of time we shared for what it was instead of what it wasn’t. Cuz it sure was beautiful.

God’s Creation

After the mind fuck and the games and the this and that and everything. I was spent. Exhausted. Mentally. Then I did it. I said fuck I miss her. Then I told her so. I’ve refrained from doing so. Quite well. No matter the temptation. But today I didn’t even think about it. I just found her and POW. Why? She used to make it all go away. She was my drug. My novacane. With you it was all so simple. A dollar and dream is all we ever needed. Ever think what if we had succeeded? Woulda been magical. Anyhow. She was gracious. Funny and not too harsh. And then hilarious. So I don’t regret it. She took it all away. Albeit in a different way. Just the same. Now if only I could reignite that flame… Thanks love

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