A Long Awaited Epiphany

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

To An Addict, From An Addict Who Tried

I've seen you do it before In the corner when no one's watching Heard you in the bathroom stall Third from the left to be exact The twitching is methodic, isn't it? I guess you're sick of the constant sniffling Secret rendezvous spots behind the tracks I guess you haven't discovered the boiler room yet … Continue reading To An Addict, From An Addict Who Tried

History of “Trials of a Hummingbird”

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”

History of “The Cure”

I originally wrote "The Cure" on November 6, 2015. I was thinking of things to write which led me to text a friend who I'd send poems to through the mail. We ended up hashing out ideas and set to work. Now this friend is a friend I've had the pleasure of knowing since middle … Continue reading History of “The Cure”

(Not So) Random Obsessive Thought

Temptation is a dangerously wonderful thing. The delicate intricacy of how something can be both just out of reach and within reach eludes me. However, I do enjoy when temptation decides to let loose when sitting with me. He sticks around and kicks his feet up. He talks and all the while lets his guard … Continue reading (Not So) Random Obsessive Thought

Love To My First Ex

I loved you... But it was my first time. Everything was new. Everything was different. I never knew I was capable of falling in love. Love was unfamiliar to me and I had to adjust. Yes, adjust. You see with family, I was myself. I was strong, willful, decisive. But with those outside of the … Continue reading Love To My First Ex