All that’s left is the ghost of yo… But still I relapse, like I’m exp… Losing myself to the drug that you… Risking my life, taking it to far Anything, Everything to get your…

Deny it all you want, but we all w… Subconsciously conform to the norm… Women degrade themselves, in hopes… Hatred spews from those who are su… Humanity is upside down,

Corrupt as they come. Our government is run, by the liar… The self righteous zealots, only l… Without a choice, I am the voice. Of the outcasts, the rebels, the r…

Poetry is my razor, my pill, my we… My passion, my essence, a field wh… See I don’t write cause I want a… I write because my words aren’t he… The rhythm the rhyme

Awakened and Perfected Fake smile branded on my face Happiness temporarily ressurected Pretend though it’s a waste “I’m fine”

What’s it mean to be living? Check your vitals, are you breathi… What’s it mean to be alive? Definitions can be so misleading. Get up in the morning to do the sa…

I pick up the pen and my soul is s… Ideas through the years showing ho… When you look to my poems you see… Unexpected creativity revealing it… I write down the words and nothing…

My manic mind suppresses reality. Submerged in make believe, it welc… To be conveniently hidden in the w… Fake an interested persona, easily… Until I get lost in my mind, with…