All Monsters Are Human
I want to start a collection of poems. I guess it would be a series. Either way they would be similar to Satisfaction, a poem where I personified the word. I have a tendency to give feelings/emotions human attributes, and I figured it may be cool to create a series. Something I've never done before.
I’ve been thinking about starting a series of poems to go along with my poem Satisfaction. I have a tendency to personify words and it might be cool to create a bunch of living emotions who have thoughts and feelings.
I was voted "Support Person of the Year" at the school I work at. I've yet to figure out what that means.
In lieu of finding out who you were I tossed you to the side I figured I could come back to you Like a math problem I didn’t understand I watched you age from the sidelines You journaled how the isolation made you feel But I never took the time to read your words Instead, … Continue reading Despite All The Things
It may be harder than I thought To talk to you and not talk to you Then those times I have to catch myself Because I'm staring when I shouldn't be But the energy alone is the reason I can't I can't stop vibing, connecting When you're something I want It's just what my soul … Continue reading Crushing Time
I was very nervous to post this, but I realized this is the place to share it. This is a place where I can just be creative and hopefully entice people enough to read my work. This one in particular was from a dream. I dreamt of a bayou-esque setting and a girl who longed … Continue reading Short Story #1 of Who Knows
If you guys were truly friends first, there will be occasional talking afterwards. You'll spend time talking about the daily things happening with you and the random things you don't talk about with anyone else. There will be intermittent flirting throughout followed by reminders of how platonic you are now. People will question why you … Continue reading Random Obsessive Thought
There's always a sliver of light That I can never seem to reach Been traveling in this tunnel for so long Led by the only bit of life I can see The ground is dry and hard The pool of water is a puddle Registering cold and warm is hard Trying to feel anything has … Continue reading Sliver
I'm always thankful for those days when I completely forget about us. Those days when I'm enjoying life as an optimist and not searching for answers as to why we never worked. On those days, I don't see your face flashing through my head. I don't hear your voice telling me what I should do … Continue reading A Long Awaited Epiphany
I actually did this poem already, but I deleted it because it wasn't just about that. Trials of a Hummingbird was written a couple of days before my 21st birthday. It was during my junior year in college. I was one of those "do what you know" kind of people because growing up I was … Continue reading History of “Trials of a Hummingbird”