A bomb drops on a sleeping town And though It may not make a sound The death It brings makes mince of things And turns what’s forward, straight around A mother cries, and hides her son She does Not know where she can run The sirens Blare, as do the guns This will become a … More This Sleeping Town
Happy birthday, Mom Six years have passed, I know I can’t lie it still feels like You were just with me, though You’re missed more than anything In thoughts each, every day And yes it’s true that not for you I’d have no words to say Everything I’m doing Every word I write Is fueled … More Happy Birthday, Mom
********** Important Disclaimer This poem addresses depression, and more specifically, suicide. It is meant only as an expression of art, and should not be taken in any real-life context. If you are experiencing suicidal thoughts or tendencies, there are many resources that can help. National Suicide Prevention # 1-800-273-8255 https://suicidepreventionlifeline.org/ ********** Wish I wish I … More Wish
A lot of people lie and say they like me when they don’t but if you think I’ll ever care I’ll tell you here and now, I won’t Spare me all the arguments and save all your complaints because caring what the haters say won’t mend my mind, it taints I’ve got nothing to conceal … More You Mad?
I care not for opinions, the things I say are true My conscience guides and truth resides in action, not with you If you must talk then walk the walk, because otherwise You’re all the same, the fact remains, you’re jealous and unwise Weakness fosters hate for those who climb above the rest They try … More Persevere
Can we be honest with ourselves for a moment? I want to talk about some things. Things like Facebook. Twitter. Instagram, perhaps. Hell, even Tinder…anything that lets people advertise who they are (or at least who they want to be) without having to concern themselves with the real world. Yeah, I know. It’s not easy … More The One: First Entry
Fame is not what it once was It did not do what it now does A King would rule, a Saint – anoint To serve the people – fame’s case in point Yes, fame is not what it once was So widely grasped for “just because” No noble cause, just pride and gain To serve … More Fame is Not What it Once Was
It’s so funny To me, at least Each time I see A friend succeed As others shout He’s a sell out! In a negative outburst Real friends agree And true family Support you, see Help climb that tree They do not doubt What you’re about They help you charge headfirst It’s easy to see The … More Support
Unforgiving, relentless, cruel More sour than lemon or lime Yielded by Life, this emotionless tool Deals pain that’s inevitable: Time No matter the love or the laughter it sees It strikes without warning or sign Its flame turns to smolder the most peaceful of trees All beginnings, it ends by design Why, all too often, … More Love & Loss
Some people get it, most people don’t Some people will, most people won’t Some people love, most people hate Most people: good. Some people: great. Maybe I’m the one who’s been mistaken after all Maybe all this fighting’s a good reason for a wall The more I see the more I hear the less … More The Old Unknown Aristocrat
How the World Should Work 