(2014)
Why is it so easy to write when I… Why do I love to imagine your ver… Why do I flash back to the times… Why is it that my wrist is breakin… And soul is aching while I write…
More than words can say, I swear… A phrase so easily put into words… Even though the beauty of you illu… Even you shut your eyes and hide a… Even you choose to disguise
I don’t like flashbacks Because often times they are the b… You know, the ones where your hear… Or the ones that replay in your he… The ones you want to go back and c…
I guess it started a long time ago… Me giving away my happiness for a… I guess I never had an independen… and try as I may, I still don’t h… I still seek the approval of the o…
There was a fire in his eyes that… But by the effects of many things Not a rage, nor malice, Nor hatred of anything He had experienced much but was he…
I’m a caged free spirit I find fun where ever it can’t be… I’m petite and a little awkward Random in my actions Random in my ways
“This ain’t love”, she tells me, Only indulging in me when it benef… “This ain’t real”, she cries, “Only seeing the things I’ve done… Only appreciating me when struggle…
Keep it to yourself And watch them be offended Tell them And be overlooked
All types of writing has guideline… All poetry seems to have some sort… Vocabulary must be up to par, Each stanza having its specific or… The way I see it,
I’m walking with my eyes closed to… And my chest open Thought I’d feel the breeze throu… Making sounds like wind chimes Wanted to feel the warmth of the s…
Temptations exude, bleed out On to the carpet which I call my… Conscience distorted Lust evident Yet one thing remains
I am regretting many things What is there to find in apparent… There is nothing to explain unless… You don’t fall in love the flower… Thriving ..
A man who is a poet is one who is… One who craves love underneath his… So much that he would scratch the… A man who is a poet believes that… That he must hold it in his hands…
There are some things I’ve writte… I hope I never have to read again But I do not forget, I’ll have to find myself again Someday
I touch everything yet I feel not… But my life is not a blur I could say that I choose what I… I could say that love conquers all… Shattering every time they separat…
