Why is it?
Could it be the air that fills my lunges with stagnant stale failure to overcome Could it be these walls that surround me, trapping my freedom, restricting my places to run Or maybe it’s the people, with their consistent bickering stench of negativity and dependence on me The streets I have always walked on, so…
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This is me
My throat fills with the pain of loneliness… With all my smooth words and all my fancy maneuvers, I always seem to escape love’s kiss… My thoughts seem focused on one kiss… My mind keeps asking my heart why we fear this… This emotion that can run to the inner corners of your soul… With…
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Writers Block
There is this wall in front of me Brittle, decayed yet sturdy Each brick a challenge, stacked till the sky A perfect circle of stone designed to let me die The angle of its design genius, it’s always sunless Yet the dark is thick enough to gently caress My mind is blank, my scenery is…
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My mind
Words can’t express the storms my mind creates I will not accept my life is my own creation so it must be fate That I have seen what I have seen That I can only find peace in a dream When awake I feel a rage not known to me When awake I want to…
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The mushroom cloud behind the minivan
Verse Scattered within my mind are a wide array of sentences An extensive box of melodies, a vast collection of images They are the source of what makes me, the all to the glimpse that you see These are the layers of my insanity … “Impossible is nothing but a small alley, in a vast…
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Open
The words of a broken fallacy, shine through my fingers As I seek company, the stench of loneliness lingers It’s perfume an attack on the senses Strolling in a forgotten world, and all I have is this My pen My pad The days where time sided with me We’re honestly a long forgotten memory Until…
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