Blind One’s Duality
I want to feel the lowest of lows So I can feel the highest of highs I don’t want to live a monotone life Barely a ripple Give me a...
I want to feel the lowest of lows So I can feel the highest of highs I don’t want to live a monotone life Barely a ripple Give me a...
We stood on a certain hill As the wind whipped at our faces Snot dripping down your nose Splattering on your leather jacket As I...
All of the resentment All the things of the past I had to let them go For my son For his happiness and wellbeing Because the ‘after the...
Darkness Darkness my friend Darkness my foe In the end Both is true, no? I feel so heavy I feel so sad Tears on my pillow Can't get out...
One month…is that all it took for me to disappoint myself yet again? No habits forming here. Trying to regain control, but life doesn’t...
I've been MIA lately due to many heavy things. I'll be back soon, but for now here are some poems (9) I've written the past month or so....
Sodomize your clown Snaking around the bones The humiliation of death The yellow mirrored room May as well be your tomb Add the cream...
2020; a new year, a new decade. So many things to celebrate, so many things to forget. But more importantly so many things to manifest....
The muse is imperative to my world. My work withers without it. Is it using people if you’re creating on their behalf? I need them. Just...
I’ve been vibrating low lately Lots of ups and downs Inconsistent Manic and depressive Doubtful thoughts World turned grey I search for a...
I’m an over thinker. It’s just one of the reasons it took me so long to start blogging and share my writing. I wanted everything to be...
She has a wild womans soul One with nature shes been told Shes a force to be reckoned with One of beauty strength and wit She dances in...
When I was a young child, I'd say 7 or so, my life was mostly lived on one street in Flint, MI. Yale street, close to Miller Road which...