A poem about those of us whose minds drift into other worlds while most are in there sleeping state. They are the artists, musicians, poets, thinkers,..
This is a poem about the creative process itself. I used light religious symbolism to convey, through analogy, how the creative process is the externa..
It was a gloomy day and I've dealt with people hating me for no reason - people that don't do anything other than socialize and drink and have no ambi..
A poem I wrote about my time in all the basements - symbolic of all the negative emotions that we experience as humans such as depression, anxiety, et..