In this moment, I am tired. Dare to stay exhausted? Tonight - inspired- yet I’m tired, off to bed. Don't sleep, be free.

I really wanted to die underneath that heavenly blue sky, and leave behind the tensions and… and float upwards and away from th… No longer called a buffoon,

A sight of sympathy for the man, who never thought himself too gran… or even fair to look at for long, The ballad entails his fateful son… Afraid of estranged looks and whis…

I swear if I have to read one more poem of someone cutting themselves I’m going to cut myself. Really deep.

Leap forward the meadow An articulate sound The seams of reality Never glistening, seldom found A life measured by pulse,

The stars above us live gigantic lives, and they allow us a shimmering glimpse in the eve of every night.

Stardust in the mind, I contemplate in exact answers, precise manners, for the fulfillment of a question that beckons forgiveness.

If I ever write a poem and give it the title “A Dream”... Do not read that poem. Hesitate before every word,

Do your work and remove yourself. Don’t check the follower count. You are a rock, immoveable in your… You are the river that breathes an… You are provider. And receiver.

Lines of them there. People in a crowd, hundreds of them. An outdoor concert, vibrations pulsating the air, inviting the hu…

Why choose misery over the joy found when mugs on the table hide their secrets and pour out everything

Why can’t I finally admit love is a powerful emotion like a drug phase, the age old adage that breaks the heart open

There’s four of them, circling aro… not doing or thinking of tomorrow. Just simple thoughts and words sha… to each other. Today yet another d… Dressed mostly in black, with rand…

Has a road to it. For the living and the dying, for the distinct sensation of convenience and order. We live by convenience.