gardens and graveyards : Writing

Blessed are the Damned

Blessed are the Damned

A Poem by gardens and graveyards


A poem I wrote after thinking about all the whacky episodes I've had with my relationships with people.
Faith

Faith

A Poem by gardens and graveyards


I never really believedin the importance of faithuntilI thought about how often peopledivulge their secretsto one another. We think it&r..
Empty Bags; No Refills Bottles

Empty Bags; No Refills Bottles

A Poem by gardens and graveyards


3:34 in the morningand I can already beginto feelthe come down.S**t,s**t,s**t.I ran out.I ran out of all ofit,and I’ll probably be up all nightl..
Wool and Thunder

Wool and Thunder

A Poem by gardens and graveyards


It was late one night,and I had some company.A pretty young girlthat I met a few weeks earlierwho laughed at most of my jokesand forgave..
The Nerve

The Nerve

A Poem by gardens and graveyards


All the nerves that I thoughtI had cutare growing back again andI can feel them growing around my bonesand taking root deep inside my skin.They grow l..
Slay Your Monster

Slay Your Monster

A Poem by gardens and graveyards


Stand up andclean yourself off. Don’t waste your timewallowing in self pity.I’m not worth it. Instead,rearrange your feelingsfrom this h..