Soft sharp lies and hard truthsAllow me to tell you of someone, in a nutshell, it's about a girl. If this were a normal poem I'd talk about her features, her eyes, her hair, her laugh, her skin, etc But lucky for me and the rest of the world she's no ordinary girl, thus this poem... See More »
Then I'd stay...Poetry and Writing in my free time. -and a glimpse into my writing beyond novel writing. Then I'd Stay "Then I’d stay. Even when the shadows flicker, even when you break. I'd trace the ache in your gaze like scripture— not to fix you, but to... See More »
shambling souls, rambling proseAs organic robots we're left to wander, veins pulsing with whiskey vices and the acrid smoke of self destruction, we carry a sort of unquenchable and melancholy thirst for meaning. Ravenous Poets, desperate for magic, hungry for divinity, we call... See More »
I wrote a spiritual poem12:12 (a poem) the second wave of angels living their lives on earth feeling like all is lost in our battle of souls and dominion of fears theres a snake slithering around a raw power that must be controlled persuaded, led gently lest it strike... See More »
Tidbits and scraps, old notes on my phone"I think i might be claustrophobic, that's why I'm so bad at setting boundaries" "It's probably my fault; their broken promises, i guess i held too tight" "my heart is a piñata, i smashed it open in hopes to prove to them i had something in me... See More »
i suck at titlesi am my own worst enemy, the most vile judge and critic, so tired and numb, and jaded, i’m a twisted hopeless cynic, a cracked mirror spitting venom, reflecting scars no one can see, i chew on dreams like broken glass, and choke on what’s left of... See More »
Missing youI miss you not as a name, not as a touch, but as the thought that lingers like the last note of a song I can’t stop hearing. You are alive behind my eyelids, a dream I never wake from, a sound of a colour in the air before the world turns pale... See More »
