Without

I am without Without words Feelings The dust settles on a broken note Filled with memories we wish to forget To leave behind In small boxes buried in the grave I am without Without tears In fear of the night The day The dawn The sun sets on my regrets On tiny notes left on…

Bad Poetry

I want to write bad poetry That makes you cringe Think killer bees out for blood Followed by the guy you can’t forgive I want you to remember me For when you close your eyes my words come flying by When the day is over And night time comes Linger more Linger slow Stay awhile…

LIFE

Life was never explained in simple words No hellos and goodbyes Areas of grey That was life  It was uncertainty  The color blue  That was life  A hue that had too much to do It was complex, yet simple  It was love with sprinkles of hate  Taking the good and the bad  Wrapping it in…

Blog Goals And Updates

There hasn’t been a lot of useful posts on my blog lately, and I want to change that. After a month and a half of poetry, how do you feel?    I wanted my poems to speak for me in a time of uncertainty, and they did a good job, but I want to use…

Venom, Slow and Sweet

I am poison Slow and sweet Desire Take me under Take me slow Mellow in my soul Sweetness in the sheets I want to feel you As you drown Let me watch your despair Of wanting what you may never know Of feelings that are too complex for your soul I hope you pray at…

Crimson Delight

Crimson in the night  Blood runs deep  Take flight Less they come for your head  Oh monster within Be quiet now Cravings  Shush, be still The audience is up on us Their eyes watch for weakness Like hungry beasts looking for prey Gnawing at the strings of life Bent on destroying what I hold dear…

Where Do Dead Dreams Go?

Dead dreams still haunt my past self I tend to speak ill of them As if they could hear meĀ  Where do dreams go when they die? Do they dissolve back into ideas Wishful thinking left unchecked Or do they disappear Run away with the wind and make merry in the night We know what…

I Hope You Remember Me

I remembered a time when mischief was an afterthought of who we were When our emotions touched the hearts of gods and man Not a day goes by when I do not miss those moments To be able to rise higher than our imagination  Powerful beings we once were Shaking a nation  Now we are…

Rain-check

I am sobbing at the stairs to your heart Unable to take a step The doors are closed now Maybe try again later

I Sit And I Weep

I am crying Crying for you, crying for her For a life that never got the chance to live Won’t you regret it later When you are old and grey And the world has lost its color Will you not cry for the life that did not live Could not love Had no dreams to…