This will be the last poem I write. I'm done with poetry. I'm done with anything I was once was or had. It's time to start over. It's time to forget who and what I was. Because I've begun to hate who I am.
If only I could find some truth In the lies that have become my li… I know I loved you without a doub… But I never meant for the strife. Everything I have done was for th…
center I’m trapped in a dark room, No windows, No doors. I covered every inch with my bare…
A number of things can be done With the simplest of fine brushes. You can create a grey mountain ris… Fluffs of white snow atop Surrounded by evergreen forests
I love the way you crack With such elegant and extraordinar… Splintering on the edges But strong and beautiful in the ce… I love tracing my fingers along yo…
My name is one of common nature; you can find others like it around nearly every corner you turn. The meaning of the name varies by culture: some have said it means “Keeper of Keys” whi...
It is time, my sisters, time to gr… You are in the ninth grade. A compromise is what we need to co… Though a compromise shouldn’t have… I am no longer mad but still do I…
I wonder what it is like to be a g… Would I care what my hair looked… What I wear? What I say? How I… Would I scratch my nuts and pick… Would I kiss girls and stare at b…
I know people that complain When they didn’t get that car Or that brand new phone. And when they do, I never hear them say
The leaves fall to the floor In shades of yellow and orange. A crisp winter breeze The distinct smell of fall. I turn to my left
There is a glow amongst the ceilin… A slight blue from the night light… The blue calms me. I am swimming in a sea of blankets Struggling to stay warm in the col…
Everything disappears when you pul… My anxiety begins to vanish. I forget everything that is going… Embracing the warmth and safety yo… You make it easy to forget, to kno…
The blue wolf stands in the moonli… And stares at the two paths given. Go right and live a normal life Or go left and live a meaningful o… The blue wolf paces back and forth
Red dots center my chest as I sta… Fire burning in my gaze Strong enough to burn you with one… Raise my hands? You want me to raise my hands? To…
Dear Mr. Cowboy I ask you a ques… Will you be here for me when I ne… Will you hold my hand on my last b… Will you kiss my lips and whisper… Dear Mr. Cowboy I hope you know…
Your hands hover over the small of… While mine slip behind your head Resting on the seat we sit. Sparks fly as our lips meet once m… Volcanoes begin to erupt in my sto…