Not Love, But I Wish it Was
I don’t wake up missing you, just what life used to be. I wake up missing the way a bed feels with someone else in it. I wake up missing the warmth of two bodies lazily pressed together in the ...
World Poetry Day
It’s World Poetry Day, and as one of life’s leading poets, I am obliged to participate. All jokes aside, I needed an excuse to post these two pieces. I have been sitting on them for quite some time, and couldn’t justify putting them out into the world until today. They are handwritten, my apologies to those ...
Forgive Me For I Have Sinned
This piece was started a lifetime ago, at a time in which my response to negativity in my life was, well, mean. I had started opening up to friends and family about my depression, and thus was facing the harsh reality of going public with depression. People don’t know how to properly react, and it ...
Dear Sydney
Dear Sydney, You’ve been asking me to open up to you, so it’s only fair that I write you one of these. I’m sure this isn’t what you had in mind when you said that, but right now I think this is the best I can do. I’m sorry I never let you know just ...
It’s Not About Love
This Poem Isn’t About Love. It’s about lines ripped from cinema, and sad songs played on repeat. About rooftop talks on cold snowy nights, and late night drives through brightly lit neighborhoods. It’s not about love. It’s about Tequila chased with limes, and the bitter taste of feelings. About midnight trips with no destination, ...
It Hurt
When it comes to love and relationships I am probably one of the most cynical people on the planet. When I hear the word marriage my first thought is tax benefits, weddings seem like hollow empty money monsters, and if I’m being honest too many people have shown me the inner workings of their relationships ...
About Me
It was brought to my attention recently that my About Me page was a bit outdated. Crazy how much you can change in seven short months. Rather than putting all my effort into a few meaningless changes, I think it may be more beneficial to take this time to really embrace the spirit of this ...
Why did you try?
Why did you try? Was it to escape the pain? Was it to put an end to the noise inside your head? Did you really want to die? I tried because I decided life wasn’t worth it. I had finally broken free of the confines of my mind, ascended above my depression, and looked out ...
Two Years Later
I’ve been plagued by a serious case of writer’s block. In an effort to overcome it, I asked someone special to come up with the first sentence to a poem for me. It started as a simple writing exercise, but quickly turned to something much more personal. It’s fairly ordinary, but I thought it may ...
Why We Let Go
Why We Let Go If She asks if she’s your angel, Tell her no. Don’t think about it, Don’t hesitate, Just hold back your tears while you lie. And when she looks at you, When she stares into your eyes so you can see her pain, Smile, And then don’t look back. Shut the door, ...
Shining Angel
Happy moments come few and far between these days. My daily routine is seemingly consumed with hundreds of painful moments which I now associate with simply being the price of living. It has caused my vision of life to be tinted by a permanent darkness that often manifests itself as perpetual pessimism, and an unhealthy ...
