write.it’s simple as that.just write.write your fears, your lovewrite your hopes, your dreamswrite you desires, your hatejust write.pen to paperfingers to keyssoul to pagesjust write.it’s simple as that.bloodletting those tearscuring your darkened soul 2021 April PAD Challenge: Write a poem every day of AprilDay 4: For today’s prompt, write an active poem. Continue reading just write
Words, failWords, liftWords, inspire Words are mean Words are kind Words they matter They lift you or break youThey comfort or hurt you They cut into flesh and bone They heal a darken soul The words you speak matter Continue reading Words
look into your crystal balltell me what you seeI see one word: HOPE Continue reading hope
Excuse me, is this thing on?Hello. Hi.Ugh, god I suck at this.Terrible, quite actually.Exposed and seenHiding behind words.Meet my inner saboteurRich with vile and low on loveShe’s an evil demon hell bent on destructionOf my soul, my hope, my dreams.Shut up I say. Continue reading Introducing the Saboteur
It was a lie of the most horrid. A lie that led to death. A lie that led to a dirge. A lie that scourged the earth. It was a lie of the heart. A lie of the mind. A deep lie within the soul. A lie of one. Led to the lies of a hundred. A lie of one. Led to the death of … Continue reading A Lie
I have become Disenchanted Disenfranchised Disengaged Disappointed Bitter and not better Angry and not softer Consumed by idle chatter Consumed by idle madness I long for a simpler time before Scrolling through Swiping up, left or right Filtering and selfies Where my existence needed no proof To help or hinder the Universe To quieter times when the only chatter in my head was my own … Continue reading I Have Become
hidden in the shadows linger in the darkness moments of sadness moments of dispair aches of the soul pain the heart river of tears washed away hurt and sorrow these are the ghosts of depression past never out of sight hidden in plain view demons of the future joining warriors of the dead these are the ghosts of depression past always around the corner the … Continue reading Ghosts of Depression Past
They say it’s a man’s worldBut it’s a world full of boysRude boysKind boysDumb boysSmart boysStraight boysGay boysGenderless boysHater boysLover boysBoys will be boysToxic with masculinityImmune to the hatred they spread “Dancing with the Big Boys” is from the album TONIGHT. The first two lines are the only lines that survived my initial thought when writing this poem. Once I sat down to write, it took … Continue reading Dancing with the Big Boys
I’ve been writing since I discovered haikus in grade school. It’s always been my thing. My passion. My way to express inside what I couldn’t always say on the outside. My voice is my words. My sword is my pen. I fight, I breathe, I live, I love through words. I’ve been thinking about this collection of works for some time. Some of these poems … Continue reading A Beautiful Mess
Brilliant shadows and Deep highlights on warm Summer sun soaked skin Continue reading Shadows & Highlights