money makes the world go roundwe're being pulled downnot making a soundlittle lost children, waiting to be foundnot knowingno ones looking for youpray..
thought I was playing it safeso I made the mistake of being fakepretending its all greatwith a smile on my face.but slowly what took place,just when I..
I wrote this to help describe that internal feeling of doubt, when you're not sure whether to trust your instincts or not.. when you're not sure wheth..
A poem of attempts to describe struggles with some compartmentalized borderline personality issues stemming from ptsd.. hope my meaning does not get l..
REALITY BATTLES METEARS ME AND SCATTERS MELIKE DOMESTIC ASSAULT AND BATTERYIT TACKLES MEBACKS ME INTO A CORNER AND SLAPS MERAPIDLY I REGAINALL OF MY D..
Constantly ChangingLosing and SavingMoving but StayingLearning ExplainingWe All Keep Maintaining Our Destinies Rearranging Lives Collide We Choose an..
I wrote this for my grandmother, who suffered from a severe, quick onset of dementia last fall. She raised my sisters and I after our mother walked ou..
She will come Alone -Unknownto quietly sit beside meI've always known she was homeBut her presence- she denies meon the staircase she slips by menever..
I met him at the cornerof Nowhere and EverywhereMy blank stare collided with His sickleas the dew drops began to trickleoff blades of grassmasses of f..
Hopefully.Spitefully.Rightfully.Frightfully.In case you aint right for meDon't have the time for meIn my mind I will always be,All packed up and ready..