I Write PoetryAn eternal flame within me flickers, Sparked by a shooting star, Embers before extinguished, By tragedies repetoire, Magic once thought abandoned, Glimmers with lost light, Giving breath to a helpless soul, That had forgotten how to fight, The candle...See More »
I Am Existing, Not LivingI exist, i may not live but i am here, and as long as i am, i will try, i will fight, i will wander in the dark, i will endure. win or lose i will continue. till i am dead and no longer able.
I Write PoetryI fought to catch on, as I fight to let go, I battle the end as I fought for a start, What I love and lost filled with claw marks, stuck in a war between my head and my heart, You made me laugh, made me smile, Made me feel safe and strong, If home is...See More »
I Overthink and Overanalyze ThingsWhat is the difference between a reason and an excuse? A reason is absolute, unchangeable, there to describe why things are the way they are. An excuse is fallible, shifting, there to provide a justification to why someone won't change, to express...See More »
I Write PoetryIt was once upon a never after, a tale unfit for a storybook page, when during what seemed like an endless night, the boy would pace in his cage, through the shadows he crept, over briers and brambles, he searched to fix his soul, to heal its...See More »
I Write PoetryWhat is the heaven without the hell, What is the cage without the bars, What is beauty without the chaos, What is the lesson without the scars, What is the friend without the foe, What is the rainbow without the rain, What is the devil without the...See More »
I Write PoetryThere is a laugh I wish to hear again, a light I wish to see, a hand I wish to hold again, and in her presence be. There is a star I wish to see shine again, a bird I wish to watch fly, a smile I wish to wear again, and dry the tears from her eyes,...See More »
I Write PoetryYou spur an animalistic surge within me, sending carnal urges coursing through my bones, Clenched teeth hunger to strip you bare. Ears crave to hear your moans, Fingers ache to trace your pages, and tease your eager spine, Mouth waters awaiting...See More »
I Am Existing, Not Livinglosing people never gets any easier, things just crumble as time goes on and your life is just in ruins
I Am Existing, Not LivingI don't know how to speak up, don't know what I would say, Don't know what is wrong with me, Don't know how I can escape myself, Don't know what it's like to live, Don't know what it's like to not be behind this glass watching the world spin away
I Write PoetryWhen life pulls no punches, And tears you out of the sky, Stroll into those hells, with your head held up high, Abandon your hopes never, Soul of scars flesh and bone, You can vanquish all your demons, And wear their wings as your own, Now ascend up...See More »
I Write PoetryShe was stronger than she feels, more beautiful than she sees, smarter than she thinks, and greater than she believes.
I Lost Someone Important to MeThough I am far beyond just dead and broken, it still kills me just because, that when I speak of you now, I can no longer say IS and instead must say WAS.
I Am Existing, Not LivingLucky number 13, 13 shooting stars that all heard the same wish. In the last 4 years I have not stopped caring, believing, trying. Pathetic, sad, foolish. But I remain steadfast, and will wish on every shooting star I see, just in case. I miss you
I Write PoetryI'm a forgotten memory from a past you no longer care about. A dying face that wasn't worth remembering. My words so unimportant to you they didn't even echo, an abandon sandcastle on some far off beach, as the waves of your indifference slowly...See More »
I Am Lifeless In So Many WaysThe weight of the sediment is overwhelming, I sit here in the depths where the current casts out the unwanted. A place even the light of sun can not pierce. I know without me exists fresh air, the sun, moon and stars, yet I cant seem to see through...See More »
I Write PoetryCracked, fra ctur ed, and broken is this mirrored glass that hangs before me. My gaze passes over the crowd of eyes looking back at me, blank stares awaiting an answer to their question. "What are we?" Are we the contents of a ragged soul...See More »
I Am Lifeless In So Many Waysi spend my life at the bottom of a wishing well, stuck, everyone just passing me by, i sit in the dark and watch the stars begging for change, i hear the laughter of strangers, the tears, their dreams. nothing but emptiness and good intentions.
I Write PoetryI left my happiness in the pocket of my favorite smile, and then came the dark. The rain, the storm, and everything was lost.
I Write PoetryThe hands of the clock are crooked, Time slowly falls away, A never ending battle, We slip from night to day, A conflict we cant escape, A struggle each step we take, Adrift in a sea of chaos, From this nightmare we cannot wake, From rage to calm...See More »
I Am Lifeless In So Many Wayscould I be worth less? I wasn't worth the time, No hours or minutes to spare, I wasn't worth the worry, I wasn't worth a care, I wasn't worth staying, Not even worth a goodbye, I wasn't worth fixing, Not worth it to even try, I wasn't worth the...See More »
I Am Existing, Not Livingdrowning in the numb-ness, choking on the nothing, filled with all this emptiness.