Month: December 2017

Brilliant and Beautiful

I knew her, once-- Amanda. She was brilliant, and beautiful. I loved her, once-- Amanda. She was blighted, and broken. I forget her, now-- Amanda. She is benign, and blurry.

A Man of Mighty Rage

Seldom are the times wherein I have been described, talked about, or introduced, or ever been defined as a man of mighty rage; a man who may parade about and cast a doubt on whether he is sane. Yet I have come to find, in these recent days of mine, I tread about with red ...

Repeated Lessons

The classroom of love, a difficult place, where the lessons are often repeated. The teacher will stand, you will be seated, unheeded and bleeding, seeking your A's. Over and over, this unending race, with results that will make you feel cheated. You will fail a few times, be defeated, but you shall pass it one ...

Tired of the Feeling

I choke on my emotions. They are out of my control. Though I choose a tune of Jazz, I'm imbued by Rock and Roll. Why do I cry and feel this way while fine and in my prime? I am tired of this feeling, This emotion; boiled brine. If I could use my logic, To ...

Thirteen Hours

Thirteen hours: The amount of time it takes To travel from "I love you" To "I have to walk away." Thirteen hours: That number fills my head. What was full of life at noon Was gone, then. It was dead. Thirteen hours: Consistent with my fears. That's how long it takes one's love to simply ...


He is never alone, and I understand.


I have reflected, I have thought, About offenses you have wrought and the awful mess of feelings left behind. As I sat up, woken wide, with my thoughts throughout night, An anger woke within my inner light. Altruistic, kind and giving; Though I'm not so unforgiving, For all of this I'm un-forgiving you. You said ...

The Opinions of Pissants

Some people are, in fact, beneath you.