A bomb drops on a sleeping town And though It may not make a sound The death It brings makes mince of things And turns what’s forward, straight around A mother cries, and hides her son She does Not know where she can run The sirens Blare, as do the guns This will become a … More This Sleeping Town
Before I get into this topic, I want to make absolutely certain that anyone reading this knows that I respect whatever they choose to believe. I’m not coming into this with the presumption that what I believe is 100% infallible truth, because it isn’t. A point which lends quite well to our introduction into this … More Religion: Has the Time Come to Begin Asking the Hard Questions?
I’d like to highlight some things I’ve noticed since my absence from the gaming world. For context, the TL;DR version is that I’m thirty-three years old. In my twenties I was an extremely avid gamer. But at 27 my mother passed, and I gave up everything to pursue the writing career she always encouraged me … More To All Battle Royale Gamers
Cast in iron, set in stone, my thoughts are never left alone. They sail with me and set me free, living in my every bone. My Ship, it sails, its Mast prevails, catching headwinds, telling tales. But then my Sub sinks down below, and dives through waters, lesser known. Deep currents are so strong and … More My Sub: USS Conscience
Mom, I’ve got some things to say I think about you every day I think about the time you gave It’d fill the oceans, every wave I don’t know how to say this right Your memories fill my mind tonight I can’t explain the pain in me I try so hard to hide it, … More Mom, I’ve Got Some Things To Say
Masks are nice, they’re pretty, right? Just look at what I wear tonight This suit is fitted – these winds? Or not You’d love all of these things I’ve got All the lights shine onto you When we fall in this photo booth Yeah, its fun, alright I guess How everything lights up that … More Windsor Knots
A man is lost in a dilemma His love, his heart, his dearest Stella She dances, sings, does everything That causes men to offer ring But there’s one knot tied in this chain He never thought he’d love again He was sent off, to war, you see And it was thought, that died, had … More Love
**DISCLAIMER** This poem addresses suicide. By reading any further, you acknowledge that this artwork does not promote suicide in any way, and is only meant as a creative endeavor. —————————– I write this, love, only for you. I want you to feel how I do. So many things have coursed my mind, never spoken, nor … More Remember Me
My closest friends, they’re here, I know Em, and Fitz, and Frost, and Poe They do not sit and dine with me They reside in my mind, you see We write, we wonder, work and play We converse every single day Whispers in the wind and skies The glint that’s deep inside my eyes … More My Idols
A Waste of Time How often do we fall for things that people say and do? How often do we wonder if the things they say are true? And when there’s doubt we call them out when stories don’t connect I wish I had a dollar for each lie that we collect What makes us … More A Waste of Time
How the World Should Work 