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another caffeinated week and I’m stuck wandering in my dreams a… feeling so damn beat yet all I can do is smile whats going out of style
This Christmas, Is love, happiness and forgiveness forget the wealth it’s good spirits
To be a poet. Is it knowing self-worth? If that is truly something, It wasn’t given at birth. Words are sharp, they cut like kni…
Sailing at night or sailing in mor… all sailors take warning. We live in a tide of lows. With sewage that backflows through…
Life repeats, I said life repeats. All my life is war and retreats. War and retreats, No sign of peace,
Add new poem for what, this world is fucked for every word the pencil should b… to paper not through a blogging lifeless ha…
tattered, tangled and frayed I cannot sleep the way I’ve alway… layed. I once used to sow these thoughts… But now I’m too afraid of what Iv…
The pencil my blood And paper lined the same Like each and every vein They carry the graphite I used to write through the night
Write a poem, just another one, Another minute Another death, an unappreciated br… Just the two of us, my heart, your…
i see past the horizon, beyond the… If people only knew how fast a min… These blue eyes see past grey skie…
Haven’t you heard! There is srength by numbers My family has been torn for years… What reasons, I wondered. Now we are like strangers.
Just a machine yet theres still a bad heart left nested into nothing, beating to a false dream Coincidences in the colors but not from one to another’s We are all a child at one point...
Where does one start his journey t… If a picture is worth a thousand, nowadays in public housing, it would only say, “In God We Tr… But it is never enough,
Gut full of rocks and head the sam… I guess I’m stone washed but these jeans are mine and no one elses, when you think leave I
I hear all the wind, whispers and… For only the wise listen to the ea… With no intent to reply, Only to understand. Why can’t I be like that wise old…