My biggest fear isn’t what I thought it’d be It’s not the day of final rest, not the day I cease to be It’s that my time alive isn’t spent the way it needs to be That all I did was sit back and react to what’s been done to me That’s not the path … More Never Satisfied
How fun it is, to take a word Transform it into things unheard The past, a coffin, the future; door Their meanings changed, through metaphor Our language flexes, its members bend Its versatility, no end And as I sit here, pen in hand Exploring language; all its land I say to all, this eve I … More Metaphor
In my chamber, losing sleep Rocking, thinking, silently Watching broadcasts quietly Observe this world, so violently I wonder if the day will be When people live, peacefully Shedding war, with treaty No longer loving fearfully It all could change, if only we Would be the change we want to see We must admit, reluctantly To … More Together
Some folks believe me Yet others still doubt It’s funny to me, really When I say what I’m about I’m climbing this here ladder Right in front of their blind eye Yet they still keep on hatin’ As if the fucks I give could fly So let me put this plainly These words, do not … More Doubt
The last years of your life So confined and constrained Arthritis was rife It hurt, and it pained No solace you had But to lay in your bed Retreat to your books Build a world in your head I’ll never forget, Mom All the stories and shows We’d read and watch together To forget this … More When Finally, It’s Built
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
What things go through your head When you lay down and no one is there? When you know that no one is listening Is it a dream, or perhaps a nightmare? Do you think of the rest of the world And how we’re all stuck in a cell? Or maybe those shoes you’ve been wanting … More You
Monday, Friday Every day through the week Working, writing Never hanging with the weak Paying, my dues Those that came before me Same grind, same time Time off? Please that bores me No sir, no ma’am Sure, I talk politely At night? All night Writing, it consumes me Let’s take a break A break from … More My Life
I did what you said I did what you taught I practiced and practiced I studied a lot I did all those things You said would pay off To get a career So I wouldn’t be lost You know what? It’s funny All of us writers are linked Try to fit this world mold, still … More A Respectable Career
The Battle Begins You think I like this? Dark nights but my lights are all on as my head splits? Look back at regret All the should that I could The times that I left The times that I cried The times that are lost The day that you died I hate it The pain … More The Battle Begins
How the World Should Work 