The Why Behind

Why do people do all of the things that people do? I fear that there’s a very simple way to get the truth Just think about it. This isn’t a joke; I mean it A person’s actions show you that very person’s characteristics So let’s put that into context, shall we? As a human I … More The Why Behind

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

My Life

The sand, the dirt, the grass, the trees The sticks, the stones, the light, the breeze The things this world has made for me Have warmed my heart and set me free I look at the stars as I rest on my knee They twinkle and spark, this light that I see I gaze at … More My Life

Scars

They’re carried each and every day, they never ever go away. I cannot seem to find a place where minds are clear and thoughts erased. They stay with me, they’re always there, it seems a saddened love affair. My heart is blackened when the air begins to flow with fervent prayer. The things I’ve done, … More Scars

Afraid to Feel

Vulnerability. It seems like something most despise So let me be frank; I’ll tell no lies Truth is, I’m quite conflicted About something often on my mind I suppose I’ll just be candid Bluntly share this struggle of mine Relationships. Yes that’s right. Which may come as a surprise After all, I love to socialize, … More Afraid to Feel

Undiscovered

There’s something about being here that makes me just appreciate All the things I dream of and the other things I can’t relate My only goal is to be heard, create love, erase the hate From this world that needs someone to come and try to regulate Fame and fortune, I don’t care; line and … More Undiscovered