Creation Snowflakes glimmered,  like stars in the dark night sky. And here I sit waiting,  desperate for some reply. I shout for God, then lay still, rest in wait.  How can he make me, withhold all this self-hate? This trial ending,  is what gives me hope to wait. Made in his image? I can’t imagine…

Imposter I feel like a bitter disappointment but don’t know why am i really even that bad of a guy? or is it my expectations  leaving me hoping? or am I just… struggling coping? with my brain, my worst bully never allowing to love oneself fully.  

Wordplay Never a need to act loquacious. However, what is written, not fallacious. Neither meant to bring on vexatious  thoughts or any accusations of being mendacious. For one close, this is not new, nor salacious  But I’ve always kept it  from being ostentatious.  Although, the haunting thoughts, voracious. Somehow, able to hide in the gloomed…

WOUNDS Oh, darling, Be still my heart Without you I’m torn apart Not looking for a casual thing Not into shopping souls ala cart Because without you My heart won’t start Others have left me cut and snarling Some a bit too tart And without you near I often find dark in my heart It’s…

Creativity Kills My Apathy Hands dancing across Paper, ideas to spread It is better that; Than stuck inside of my head Oh, just existential dread…

Water The water rippling Reminds me of a time when Everything felt calm

I’ve Lost the Sun Once I knew a person like you existed.  I knew I could never return.  Things couldn’t rebound.  My world was morphed,  molded into something I didn’t recognize.  Nor did I understand.   Since,  I’ve been wallowing in the mire  of what my imagination created,  rather than being able to accept reality and…

Happiness is a warm gun I need a fix because I’m going down.  Down the the pits, I left uptown.  On the verge of a mental breakdown, Only the effects of the comedown.  It’s the high that’s guilty of stealing my frown  Study the crash after, it’s quite profound  Stuck there alone, with no one…

Burnout The denigration of mind Common of my kind Loss of thought, brain blind In search of something, I can’t find. Constantly feeling of falling behind Gut stuck in a bind Anxiety’s grip on my body and mind Reactions often becoming unkind Wandering aimlessly, stumbling blind Done looking, for what I can’t find Leaving competing…

Guaranteed Inconsistency, Existential Soliloquy The only thing consistent in me? Guaranteed inconsistency.  A deficiency for efficiency, persistently stealing sanity  A litany of history, constantly draining resiliency  How resistant to consistent can one be?