Stay A W A Y

The audacity Such a tragedy You speak out   The nerve You and your filthy words   Wasting your breath Calling me beautiful Making my heart feel full   The pointlessness sometimes It overwhelms   The disappointment The disappointment I sit and share with myself   Lying is your first and only language   Do… Continue reading Stay A W A Y


Falling inside myself Slipping away Drifting in the memories What happened to me...   I remember the bitterness My blood stained lips Thrashing and lashing until I screamed out No superhero was there to save me God himself had dipped out   Falling deeper into my inner sea Toxic black tides washed over me Alone...… Continue reading A W A K E N I N G


Your words are like mud to me, Worthless, filthy and obnoxious.   Your words make a hushed sound to me, A faint whisper of mangled meanings.   Nothing you say I can take seriously.   For if I ever tune in to the buzzing whispers, All I hear is tiny white lies; bold insults and… Continue reading M U D

S E L F ❤ L O V E

                         My emotional understanding of the world was once so sound. Although I knew nothing, I accepted it. This had given me great peace in my younger years. The older I became, the more my knowledge expanded - I truly thought I understood life.… Continue reading S E L F ❤ L O V E

Made The Right Choice

Many have said I made the right choice Then they fall silent Many people have said I've made the right choices Yet my heart swells with regrets My blood stream is filled with the emotions my heart pumps I'm taken over, it's won If you're all so certain I've done the right things Why is… Continue reading Made The Right Choice

Never E N O U G H

To be honest, I'm sad I wasn't good enough in the eyes of someone like you. I'm sad I wasn't strong enough to rid myself of you. I'm sad you weren't the person I dreamt of you to be. I'm sad you were the worst man. The worst man. To me.   Here I am,… Continue reading Never E N O U G H

Depression is a Loaded Gun — Discover

Derek Powazek comes to terms with his lifelong companion, depression: “I cannot keep doing the things I always have done. I can’t let depression define me, I can’t fight it, I can’t pretend it away. I have choose to do something else.” via Depression is a Loaded Gun — Discover "This was a beautifully written… Continue reading Depression is a Loaded Gun — Discover


F A T H E R You set the pace for bad habits. Having me continually believe I don't matter. Seven years since I've seen you. Seven years I've been "free." It still doesn't feel like it to me. I loathe that you influence everything I do. Without even giving you permission. You drive my… Continue reading F A T H E R