Hello, my name is Lucas Cross, and I live in Jacksonville, Florida. However, I come from a small town just two hours south of Chicago.
As a student at Florida State College majoring in cyber security, I’m employed as a glass technician and I actually enjoy the work I do. I am also an alcoholic in recovery and take my sobriety very seriously. I have many hobbies I enjoy on the side such as writing, not only poems but I also write in a journal to gather my thoughts. I’ve found that to be very rewarding.
My ultimate goals are to remain sober, and to graduate from school in the next two years.
I would say getting sober is my greatest achievement. Aside from that, leaving my job of four years and starting over at a new one. Putting myself in a state of discomfort to reap the rewards that come after has proved beneficial.
Most of my writing will be centered around sobriety, my spiritual awakening, and expectations from foreign domains.
The only emotion I can feel is sad
The doctors call it depression
Health insurance is scarce
A livable wage is not an option
The government’s to blame
They’re worried about the next election
Fuck your mental health
We gave you the American dream
One that’s been soiled from passed generation
Now we’re blowing off some steam
They call it riots
We call it having a dream
Waking up in an institution
This could have been averted
How, you ask ?
Perhaps giving me some fucking purpose
A livable wage and a chance
And soon you realize
A generational curse does determine your worth
And it’s all been a scheme,
because in the United States of America
you are not allowed to dream.
