Graffiti Daily: Trenchard Street — Natural adventures

Tucked away from the main drag in Bristol is this masterpiece by Nick Walker. This amazing stencil which dates back to at least May 2010 blends in so well with the architrave surround and brick wall. The piece can be found just beyond the rear entrance, turning right out of the exit, of Colston’s Hall. […]

via 181. Trenchard Street (2) — Natural adventures

Hyphen. Gasping for Air

Quest quest questionz’

Only me and my reflectionz’

Have me left guessin’ gaspin’ 4 air’

I wanna’ see thangs clear n’

Not despair’

I’ve lived too many daydream nightmarez’

Upon these days revolve’ the self doubt’

In out and about’

Wishin’ I had clout n a stout’

Aerosol candid bandit’

Maybe a mic n my hand its’ jus a little’

Piece of the puzzle’

The pitbull muzzle’

Hyphen’

Reciting lyrical exitement’

Take a bite of forbidden fruits’

Strange…

The way these rhymes take me away.

 

Nina

 

Thank you for the support. And always keep it movin’.

The stress of being a trans girl and manic depressive is sometimes overwhelming but I feel as though I always come out on top. Sure I have my days of dysphoria or anxiety to the point of panic attacks and teardrops. But I also have days that I conquer the world; constantly doing things I didn’t think I could do and have never done before. Few months ago I was living in the streets and not knowing what was going to happen;  and that didn’t even bother me so much in the cold of winter, I just knew I was safe, and I was too strong to let it take me over. Being in the homeless shelter didn’t even make me flinch. Now I’m living in a beautiful spot and STILL sober. STILL not slummin’ my life away for the fuck of it. Honestly… You got to just keep it movin’.

I used to use every excuse in the book to pick up bottles and self indulge in anything and everything self indulgence means…

When we have our bad days we aught to use them even more wisely than the good days. Some of my best writing, art and videos are from the worst moments in my life. You can use your pain as power. When you do shit you’re afraid of doing just cause you can it brings you to a whole new place. When my girlfriend helped release me from many shells I was hiding in; I was again reborn. Always being reborn. She’s the world to me and I couldn’t do it on my own. And the streets showed me that I’m part of something bigger than just myself and my life. I’ve been told that I inspire people; I dont know how much of an inspiration I can be but I guess that I am truly trying, so thank you to everyone showing me support.

It truly means the world.

Nina

Guiding light. – Nina

goodnightnina's avatarGoodnightNina.

Sedative poetry for meditating

Allow its resignating

In your psyche’

Designed effects: deep breaths n closing eyelids

It’s you and I

Mellow your senses, light candles or incences

Again; return to the breath and remain centred

Clear your mind, it’s only your breath

Vision a bright light, now concentrate on its depth

Breathing like calming ocean tides

These spoken rhymes a guide

To relax or open minds

Sending you to your to splendor

Which is… whatever you desire.

Nina

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