Birdsong

The path ahead, it’s new, you see Things needn’t be the way they seem They won’t remain as such for long For we can write our own birdsong Soothing leaves, they drift with ease They ride on every autumn’s breeze Gently gliding to the edge They are reborn upon the ledge Destinations, far unknown When … More Birdsong

The Waterfall

You may not know the things I do But that does not make them less true There are acts we all will do That do not beg for praise from you There are times we all are kind To hateful thoughts, we pay no mind We simply do what we’d expect If we were the … More The Waterfall

Cancel Culture

Convictions rest on strongest wills But why make mountains out of hills? Declaring war for stubborn sakes And making oceans out of lakes Despite the things you think you mean That’s not a river, it’s a stream The water’s current needs to slow Know you reap what things you sow These thoughts, they drift inside … More Cancel Culture

Goodnight

TRIGGER WARNING: this poem addresses suicide. It is an artistic way of relating to those who struggle, nothing more. It is my mind that is not honest If you asked, I didn’t want this I am fighting with my conscious So sorely do I need respite All the things that they have read Would any … More Goodnight

Gray Areas

We want it then we own it Then we flaunt it and dispose it Nothing matters just as long as we can get through this one day I look about your trials And your small prescription vials I’m just lost in this big world and I can never find my way Please just give me … More Gray Areas

My Why

Mom I’ve done it. I did the things I said I’d do. I wrote the books and penned the hooks and all the things because of you. I’ve known this time it’d never rhyme; that nothing would hold back the truth. The truth that hurts, it is the worst, I’ll never reattain my youth. The … More My Why