Jaw always clenched In pain not power working til I’m drenched Wearing on my body trying to kill the mind
Stowaways, each and every one of u… All in an accident, A collection of particle dust There’s an infinity to be observed Where no sound is heard
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
expressions endless as the horizon from high to low washing away as the tides do some so afraid to smile for risk o…
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…
I don’t understand let me through let me through I have two hands just like you yet mine have been scarred and bro…
There was a time, a story, and a t… A eager girl clung to a trunk and… Motors rumbled the mind of a man b… Bells struck, as did hammers, the… His cries unheard, climbing anothe…
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
i see past the horizon, beyond the… If people only knew how fast a min… These blue eyes see past grey skie…
Write a poem, just another one, Another minute Another death, an unappreciated br… Just the two of us, my heart, your…
Sailing at night or sailing in mor… all sailors take warning. We live in a tide of lows. With sewage that backflows through…
Think deep and sink in to thought for with time comes rhyme and my time can’t be bought but they say time is money
why do we feel pain from the tips of our limbs to the stem of our brain do we all hurt the same as the blood seeps from a vein
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...
your cigarette glows over the TV… grey clouds emanate in this grotes…