Dear Adam

My dearest Adam, How have you been through the years? I cannot remember the last time I saw your face; that precious smile you have has disappeared from my memory. Have you been well in your endeavors to find peace and have you made a good life for yourself? I have nightmares where you’ve given … More Dear Adam

In a Nutshell

I feel like it’s been so long since I had a moment to sit and write a little. Life got complicated towards the end of the year and well, it was all a little hard to juggle together. It’s not like I gave up on writing or ever wanted to stop but I came to … More In a Nutshell

I Am Enough

The question that makes my chest seize; Am I enough? I feel the weight of judgments and ignorance and the general apathy of the world. it heaps on my like the final gift  of those who have recently departed. With the filth and dirt piling up on me, scratching and writhing around me filling my … More I Am Enough

For Them

When the night is still the baby wakes, Fulfilling dreams with sleep she takes, My worrisome heart trembles and quakes, But my legs stand strong for her. Uprooted from the world I’ve known, Bruised and scarred and yet not alone, Fighting for them and everything shown, My dreams are just within reach. A life that’s … More For Them

Hours Too Late

More telling than the gossip and more terrifying than the truth, is you. For what else have I done than hide from you and your twisted ways and here you stand again at my door, Fear? You have no business here, nothing unfinished nor started, and yet you are beckoning at my door for me. … More Hours Too Late

Anymore

My jaw hit the floor And before I could say a thing My heart screamed no more Now here I am pouring my soul Trying to regain control This life I lead finds a way To turn every single day Into a horrible mess And I can’t think what’s best To do anymore So let’s … More Anymore

Disgusting

The two faced person I see before me is nothing more than a hollow shell wishing to exist, and I do not see it. I will not see it. To believe there is something there is to gaze upon it, to remain blind is to protect it, and to hate it is to get closure … More Disgusting