Category Archive: Poetry

Green Eyed Monster’s Table

  I don’t know her, but I hate her and that makes me feel dirty Like the lowest of the low, painfully unworthy. I will confess, though I am ashamed to admit That… Continue reading

Jump at the Sun

Do what you’ve got to do, and go jump at the sun Your life is precious, you have but one. Don’t be content with lack, don’t barely survive Gather everything you need to… Continue reading

Unrequited

I’m hijacked by the sight of you, recaptured by the tumult Your face in my mind’s eye makes everything come to halt. Stopped in my tracks by just a brief glimpse of you.… Continue reading

Double Edged Sword

I’m sitting here all on my own. With no one to call on the phone. Completely terrified of other people. Convinced that I’m lesser, not quite their equal. But is it possible to… Continue reading

Torn Smile

Lying in bed all alone again. I have that familiar pang of emotional pain It’s happened, it’s gone but it’s still here and more than just a trace. It’s left its marks all… Continue reading

I Want…

I want to be better, I want to overcome Time is ticking, no one is forever young. I want to get out there, put myself outside Burst out and conquer my inclination to… Continue reading

Nietzsche’s Message

Do not let all of this suffering be in vain, Learn to be grateful for all of your pain. Let it push you to higher heights tomorrow You must find a meaning in… Continue reading

Solitude

Sitting staring into space I surrender to silence, I am alone. There is no banter, no chatter and on voice on the end of my phone. Perfect peace, perfect quiet, and perfect solitude… Continue reading

Support Network?

Who the hell are you? You don’t have the right to make me feel blue. I don’t give a fuck what you say. No longer will your presence get in my way. I… Continue reading

Rebirth

I bent so easily. I got broken, so fragile. Now, it’s different. I’m novel. Gained in strength and agile. I’ve shed my skin, disrobed from all of that weakness. So grateful to be… Continue reading