All I wanted Was to help them see What only I could see I never fronted Never had reason to lie
Nothingness... Emptiness... Where is the point in this? Nothing is going to change... It’s all going to be the same...
What does it matter what I say or… I could just stand and curse and r… But what difference would it make? Focused on technicality Misunderstanding my meaning
Here in the darkness I kneel down The cold stone floor below I’ve one last prayer I want to sh… Quicken my fate so slow Within this confinement
One can hold faith without perfect… The reverse is the greatest decept… Forced to kneel to ideals of the b… Yet I have seen the heathens retu… Created not for a position divine
Cannabilistic minds Lusting for flesh that has died Wandering endlessly They have all become zombies I join the walking dead
Nearly twenty years now I’ve had to strap a piece of plast… Never truly stooping low Incapable of compassion for the di… Such a mask damages
I am happy to announce that after four months of hiatus, I am picking up my pen again and continuing my writing journey. On April 4th (2016), I had posted an Author Update explaining th...
Discretion passed away after its close friend Morality turned its back on what they had. Torn over the death of its dear friend, Morality seeks out the advice of Penance, who later intr...
Why do you hide all of your wonder… Why do you try to build a foundati… Brick by brick you build a wall Don’t you know it won’t stand for… More and more but not enough
Break the chains that hold you dow… Escape the pain Come with me now Endless routine Gray way of living
I’ve tried to find The answers to this life Try as I might I will never realize... This is not my home
You convince me it’s all useless Nothing I do is for the best My words don’t edify you enough You revealed the reasons I should… So I will abandon all that I beli…
Currently working on 2 new poems. One is titled Defiant Youth and the other is titled America’s Number One Enemy. I now have a Twitter account and will attempt to post my poems there. ...
I tried it I failed it It never really worked for me Never seemed my kind of thing That was my excuse to retreat