Category: Poetry

I am Broken

I am broken life has spoken don’t you wish the answer different but facts are solid opinions pallid life has spoken said I am broken i’m not joking nor contorting just all too aware of circumstances I am the darkness not the brightness I am the shadows unseen than rather reflecting nothing but pain and suffering my mind is fading… Read more →

Wake up and Die

Rain down the morning light your eyes flutter thrice fight the urge to open wide doomed to know it’s time to wake up wake up wake up and die live very day as if it were the last of your life wake up wake up wake up and die Did you make someone smile? Did you help your fellow man?… Read more →

Wrought Avown

The breeze blows on the leaves slowly they start falling the hues change from green as if the sky to ground flaming Change is coming a rainbow confessed to running away with the cloud yesterday The sun screamed in horror at the fog and clouds that pour higher still to the darkened sky no one can see the light Flames… Read more →

Run Wild So Vile

They want me to be so angry they want me not to realize they want me to let emotion run wild so vile Rationality is culpability daring to think or feel so clearly is such a terrible thing look at the shiny bauble upon the floor They want me to be so ignorant they want me not to comprehend they… Read more →

Body Part

I need you to be like I need my eyes to see my lungs to breathe my heart to beat my brain to think you are a part of me I need you to be the only aroma that my lungs can breathe Just like I need you to be the only beauty that mine eyes can see cause my… Read more →

how broken have we become

How broken have we become that kindness has no voice in every day that shines how broken have we become that goodness is a maze with no escape how broken have we become when tears are burning words of weakness and dismay so broken we have become the seed of doubt has run its course through the earth and grown… Read more →

Pain is when you know

My senses melt away like ice on the sidewalk of a summer day the color fades, smell goes away the tingle of touch, the taste of rust, the sound of music, and life continues anyway if it’s just words on a page a black and white photo crumbled and thrown away if it’s still perceived it’s still worth living It… Read more →