The Book of Job

Never have I ever longed for cold and bleak December, no, that month is writhe with all my plight, it holds the worst things I remember There is but one day I yearn, it is on the twenty-third, ‘tis a day when children pray and do things that which they all learn But underneath that … More The Book of Job

Loss of the Loved

Hey there you, what a day The sun is out and children play Care for naught, and naught a care If only Life could pause and stay A gleeful sight Until midnight When all dark thoughts Turn on a light Making me remember That sad month before September All hope was lost, the greatest cost … More Loss of the Loved

After Life

What comes next I want to know My mind needs mending Madly so Fear is part of everything The why behind the why behind The good, the bad, the greatest deed Fear is there with its own kind Madness, Anger, Lust, Contempt They’re all part of its posse, see And if it isn’t held at … More After Life

Laissez-Faire

I wish I may, I wish I might Find beauty in a star tonight One that glances, as it dances To my heart and heals its plight Shining, seeking all alone Eyes on skies, not on a phone I wish I may, I wish I might Hold onto her hand, tonight Visit here, take trips … More Laissez-Faire

Wish

********** 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

I Heard That!

Majestic Mr Baxter He’s back, and don’t you know His paws, they hide in this car ride As he waits to steal the show See, we’ve discussed how we must trust This pup, for up is down And backwards god is dog, I say When written in this town Some may scoff, but they’re just … More I Heard That!

Mindful Masochist

I pen through pain so much it seems, write on my regret I mull my mind for cheerful lines but sometimes these are all I get I see the light, it’s there I know; still slightly out of reach Forging forward on this path to practice what I preach Perhaps Pain is my jailer, yet … More Mindful Masochist