Once again, it seems the year has passed me by. I have been gone for quite some time, I haven't be able to wake up my heart or my mind. Sleeping is rigorous, I'm haunted of regrets in those nightmares of mine I think I went a bit insane; Effortlessly motioning through the mundane dark … Continue reading Masking The Year
She sat at the piano playing painful memories, The song she knew he always loved to sing along to Is no longer there for the taking. In comes the flooding, out comes the pounding, Burning pages make a straining storm on the refrain, Goose bumps are holding out On the hope the beginning will return … Continue reading Burning Pages
I'm sorry I never said goodbye, It seemed like there was never a right time To make that call, or send that text, To let you know the world is a hot mess And so am I. I'm sorry I never said goodbye, I just know you wouldn't be proud of how I spend my … Continue reading Words Left Unsaid
Have you ever felt at home in the rain? Nothing is sweeter than salty water in spring, Have you ever fallen in love with winters rage? The passing day by day routine on repeat, Like each season, brings on its own different falling leaves. Take us back to nostalgic summer days, Or take us to … Continue reading Phases
My life is dystopic, My heart exists in the myopic, And I am tired from the relentless memories Perpetuating my past history that still, to this day, haunts me; Triggering a reality I didn't ask for but some how seek Out the horrifying monsters who perfectly pretend to act accordingly So I can consider myself … Continue reading What Nightmares Are Made Of
Rambles of a Poethead 