An Address to the World Concerning the Ford/Kavanaugh Debate

Alright.   I’m going to attempt something that may never have been attempted since the dawn of humanity: I am going to try and bridge this ridiculous divide and help people see this Ford/Kavanaugh thing from both sides. While I’m pretty sure this ain’t gonna change anything and everyone is still gonna throw rocks at … More An Address to the World Concerning the Ford/Kavanaugh Debate

Trust.

After all the hurt and pain I’ve seen, I realize things aren’t what they seem Life is one unconscious stream, to most a nightmare; some a dream I like to say I think things through but don’t know if I really do Can’t comprehend the things He knew and yet I keep on trying to … More Trust.

My Release

Consumed by this confusion nothing works the way I think it should Checked out of this world the day she passed now I’m misunderstood Look back at the lies and the deception of my childhood Human law’s all that’s between the things I can and things I would   People say to shed the hate … More My Release

My Hands

Never idle, on the move, ink pours on the page The force that drives, a needed guide, is with me on this stage I try to be an optimist, but sometimes I’m consumed by rage Thinking of how things are done and how they could so quickly change Yes all the world’s a stage you … More My Hands

Keep the Prayers

*Note: this poem contains heavily critical language directed toward God/religion. Please refer to the comments added afterwards for the author’s explanation. This is not intended to offend, but please use discretion when reading if you have are easily triggered by content that is critical to the topic. Keep the Prayers Keep the prayers, I request, … More Keep the Prayers

The Truth

Never have I ever wondered what things lay in front of me, the futures not a question, I know exactly what’s in store for me. I don’t live for today, I live for forever; looking ahead with a clever grip on the trip that I’m about to take with whoever has the ability to sever … More The Truth

Fueled by Doubt

The greatest writers, artists, and bards, we’re threads all cut from a cloth One and the same, we’ve all been through pain, to our craft we commit and betroth Just like our fathers who preceded and left, we all have a start; Chapter One Unknown and belittled, our bodies are none, but destined to be … More Fueled by Doubt

What If They Died

What if they died? What if that artist Who painted their works So great, yet shunned For personality quirks What if that singer Who hit impossible notes Wasn’t caught up in drama Or the brunt of your jokes What if you focused On content they write Instead of the bullshit The cheap and contrite Why … More What If They Died