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First ever Villanelle Poem from High School years   I think of the first time I spent with you. My flesh and blood, you were finally here. Feeling so lost, all this time without you.   Everyone being there felt like a sign. Faces near, blood relations all appear. I think of the first ti...

29 Aug 2022   “Disentanglement”   She was once loved by the demons, and so she had loved her back Scared to the unprecedented, she engraves her naive thoughts into feeding her insatiable monsters Echoing the delusionality of the future, she has tainted She has this heavy baggage she has...

Nine. Nine. Nine. Nine. My favorite number is number nine. But in this case nine equals time And if nine is time then what has happened with mine?   If time is nine And in that time of nine mine was alive What would my nine alive provide?   Mine, provide? More like collide. Or…

The quietness of madness, of sorrow, of otherness. How it spirits you away to a place of silent tears and roaring shame, terror of the future. Is it madness to fear what lies under my medication? To know what’s on the other side? To wonder from time to time? I just want to sob into…

(1) YOUR HOUSE  paid twenty dollars for a small pizza total heartbreak diva a hurt smile like the mona lisa i put it all on my visa you kept me around because it was fun no remorse, for the feelings you left undone my head spun now that it’s over I’ll wish it never begun…

I've been trying to make sense of the pain I feel. I pinch myself sometimes because this shit don't feel real. I'm numb from my head, down to my toes. My heart still beats inside but with a different tone.   Sometimes this all feels like I'm stuck here trapped inside my mind. Look into…

Sitting at my desk starring at the bright screen like I've done all the nights before and it's 12:34 a.m. Days go by and every morning as the time passes by I keep seeing 12:34 a.m. No minute more no minute less. Days go by an it's 12:34 a.m. again. My guardian angels are trying…

I thought the wildflowers would make a pretty sound But the waterfall was too loud To hear anything at all.

"Attraction" If I do hide somehow your aura always seems to find me... whether in a cacoon or within myself you gently pull me in closer just so I can feel the safety within your language... you captivate me with your sensitivity your aroma, your fragrance within these verbal dates we share will ...

"Attraction" If I do hide somehow your aura always seems to find me... whether in a cocoon or within myself you gently pull me in closer just so I can feel the safety within your language... you captivate me with your sensitivity your aroma, your fragrance within these verbal dates we share will ...