Can it be that I can read a little that’s too late? Did all my thought forget what’s taught and seek out things to satiate? This isn’t me, I say to thee, my name was never on that line I say my soul will never roll with anyone that’s on that sign Stars can talk, … More Matthew 7:1
We all hear you say it’s so You’re lurking into this shadow You’re pulling thoughts inside my mind Out so they can see their kind I told you once, do not do this You’ll once regret what things you miss Stop it now, I’ll tell you how Please cork the bottle, with a kiss Keep … More Shadows
Sometimes I can let you down, but you don’t need to wear that gown Come here now try this new dress It can clean this maddened mess That’s okay I say today, there’s nothing to regret, you know You are me and I am you and we both share the same shadow I know you … More This Love’s A Curse
Seven circles stand in strife — surrounded, I sit here within To sooth the plight, One kindles light; a brightness veiled, claims Two, in sin Then echoed, led, by what Three said: “May dark ascend as I douse it” But then One’s war is backed by Four, who reignites the spark he lit “Just stay alive,” says … More Seven Circles
Suns can set horizons high And yet we know, the time is nigh Drifting ever closer, near The things I’ve heard I can’t unhear There is always time and place You write things you want to erase Just to find the pencils broke What’s spoken always remains spoke If only it could go away If … More Lost
I know you’ve been there all this time I lost the rhythm to my rhyme I know you waited patiently To find myself – the me in me Please understand I give my hand I’m sorry I took it away I lost myself amongst this land There’s not much more that I can say There … More Amends
They all said I lied and lied But I am telling you, I tried Much has been buried within All these words and now you win What do you all win, you ask? Well let me tell you, here’s a flask You are going to need it When the fan spreads all the… As for … More Subliminal
Life is fickle, is it not? We’ve only got this one short shot Dead poets are remembered, the ones that live are broke Peddling their poetry like all the ones who hang and choke That’s why they created the Dead Poet Society They all know the things that hide and stay hidden from you and … More Memories
*Important Disclaimer* This poem addresses suicide, and in no way promotes the voluntary premature ending of one’s life. This is written with the sole purpose of reaching out to those who have struggled, to help them understand that there are countless others who relate. Despite what you may be going through, know that you are … More Farewell
Baxter Has a Bed Mr Baxter has a bed It’s magical, the God dogs said For he can take his bone, you hear? And make that thing just disappear How did you get that so tucked in? What sorcery is this? Such sin I gave the rawhide for your teeth But now it’s buried underneath? … More Baxter Has a Bed
How the World Should Work 