If for some reason you have something against the word in the title, this poem probably isn’t for you! I am not the ground beneath the shit I am not the shit itself I am not the shovel for shit I am not the wheelbarrow that holds it I am not the person who throwsContinue reading “I am not sh*t”
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It only takes a second…
The harshness of words last longer than the second it takes to say. The harshness of words can last a lifetime, and hurt just as bad, years later, as it did the second you heard them. Let your words be remembered as warm and loving instead. Let that memory be encouraging, rather than demeaning. TheContinue reading “It only takes a second…”
When you love
The truest love, is when A hug never feels tight enough A kiss never long enough Conversations feel too short Your heart feels the calmest it’s ever been Your mind is at ease. The truest love makes you wish that time stood still That you could live in that love infinitely And you would doContinue reading “When you love”
Romantic lies
I saw it through a screen I read it on a page It all seemed so magical at that age. I see it now with more mature eyes The stories we were told were all fantastical lies. Yet still I see it through the screens I read it on a page And I long toContinue reading “Romantic lies”
I am
I am weak, when compared to a bear I am small, when compared to an elephant I am dry as a desert, when compared to the oceans I am fragile, when compared to a diamond — I may not be as tall as Mt. Everest, but a mountain I am I may not curve likeContinue reading “I am”
Not yet
Please… Don’t go yet, I’m not ready. This wait, it feels so heavy now… I’ve missed you dear, let’s share how Wonderful life has been Let’s talk about the wind -oh But don’t let me wake… I’m not ready. To say good byes again It’s not very Fair. ~A
Beyond the Walls: Chapter 3
This is a longer chapter, and if anyone finds a spelling mistake please let me know! The air is full of mist, it smells musty and dry, like dust in my nose. The mist feels thick, I can feel it between every finger. I think I’ve been here before… the forest. The trees are darkContinue reading “Beyond the Walls: Chapter 3”
Birds Eye view
I wanna fly I want to feel the rush See the world through the birds eye. I want to soar I want these wings to carry to anywhere and more Is the ask too much? To fly above the earth to watch the oceans fall and rise To watch the stars and skys And seeContinue reading “Birds Eye view”
So much to give for
Sometimes life is cruel I often sit and I wonder why My wings were broken before I learned to fly — “Take my hand, I’ll show you how to live!” But I pull away, because I’m too afraid I just can’t break my feet free from the road that’s paved “You must! You have soContinue reading “So much to give for”
Artwork
Just for shits and giggles, I’ve decided to somewhat embarrass myself by showing some of my past artwork! I’m proud of a few and… well not proud of some others, But, that won’t stop me from doing it! Sadly most of my art that I’ve done that I am proud of is gone, and IContinue reading “Artwork”
Ink & Embers 