There is much to say
But They don’t want us to say it
And I think we know who “They” are
But if you are blissfully unaware, let me remind you
Of exactly who “they” are
And why They want us quiet
“They” are taking over a country I once felt so proud of
“They” want the poor to stay poor and for the rich to get richer
“They” do not care about children or their education
For if they did, They wouldn’t be banning books that, one could argue, laid the groundwork for their tyrannical takeover
But they don’t stop at the written word.
They now focus their aim at our voices that are screeching at anyone willing to listen
That “They” are what’s wrong with this country
Their backwards views that take us back in time
That’s not where I belong and it’s not where I want to be
I belong to the people who crossed this southern border for a better life
My ancestors names are written on this city’s street signs
You can tell me that if I don’t like the way things are running, I can pack up and leave the country
But this earth was mine before it was theirs
So I will not be going anywhere.
They want our voices to be meek and quiet.
And many of us are.
It’s hard to drown out the other side when they’re screaming their beliefs with billboard signs
But my voice is getting hoarse and I beg people to ponder this:
In fifty years, when scholars read about this time in our American history
And they laugh and ask
“How could this have happened?”
Will you be able to honestly say you did something to stop it?
Oct 11, 2025
Oct 11, 2025 at 6:43 PM UTC
I would like nothing more than to lie on a bed of warm grass
As the summer rains wash my whole world away
Shower my soul crushing sins into the earth
The autumn leaves will bury me as my body is consumed by the soil
Roots from the willow trees will coil like a serpent around my body
Cold and blue from the winter snow
And proceed to drag me far below
My veins, once full of woe,
Now make a root system six feet deep.
Like my heart, my skin hardens to create a shield
that is tough and rough to the touch
What was once my limbs now multiply and reach out to touch the sky
Fragile limbs that bear fruits amongst its leaves
There is a story of me, and it goes as so:
A woman will find me amongst a garden.
She will take hold of one of my sins in her hands
And from it take a bite
She will be ****** as all women are.
The utopia is taped off, now the sccene to the worst crime
The fate of humanity now digests in her stomach
And everyone will blame her
And label her the First Sinner
But my fruit was poisoned from my sinful ways long before she took a bite.
Jul 31, 2025
Jul 31, 2025 at 4:33 PM UTC
Helpless I was not
Never shall I make the mistake
Of leaning on a shoulder
To keep me sane
When I met you
There was no definitive sign
No gut feeling
Whispering “Him... him!”
It was just you and I
A couple of strangers standing
Exchanging names and numbers
A simple coffee run
I know it’s the way it should be
There doesn’t always have to be
A fairytale signal
A wordless “fate” whistled by wind
Things for us
Are calm and wonderful
Just two souls making the best
Of time so cherished
/Simplicity!/
Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 5:08 AM UTC
Walking on clouds
Is precisely what it feels like
To avoid comparing every man
To you
Impossible
I can’t help but chuckle
When they say something
Word for word what you’d say
I hear your voice instead of theirs
You’ve set a bar so low
That it’s actually high
Many of them don’t need to play limbo
Yet my heart still blocks the gate
I try to imagine doing all the things
We said we’d do with them
But it just feels like an empty hole
In the pit of my stomach
It makes me sick
It’s tedious to know
You’re out there living life
And I’m trying to find one
Without you
Yet no matter where I journey
Whom I meet
I can’t bring myself to see them
Because it’s you I’m still looking for
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 2:35 PM UTC
I still love you.
You broke me,
Shattered my heart until it was dust,
Set my soul aflame and watched me burn,
But I still love you.
You said you didn’t love me
I cried and begged on my knees,
Stay, please stay
Don’t leave me
I held you so tight my nails broke,
I could no longer breathe.
I still love you.
It makes sense to me now
She seems cute and sweet,
Yet underneath sits a snake.
Her poison runs through your veins,
You like her
And I still love you.
My womb held our child for 9 months
Tears shed when she stopped crying as you held her,
Yet three months later,
You seemed to forget
But I still love you.
Days pass with no sound
My heart fills with loneliness.
Do you still love me?
I don’t know you anymore,
But I still love you.
Come back to me
Come back, please
Because I still love you.
Jun 29, 2018
Jun 29, 2018 at 12:35 AM UTC
Jesus looks down on me
A tidal wave of hope
Crushed and smashed against the rocks
It drowns with everything else
Somehow I make it to the nearest town
Looking for shelter
I stumble upon familiar roads
See familiar faces
Faces that may haunt me forever
I climb up a lighthouse
It should be the key out of here
It should show me all my future
It should have helped me
Instead I only see the somber clouds
And mystic fog settle in
I can’t help but watch the water pull in and out again
Drifting back and forth
Moon playing tug-of-war
I can’t stand looking at the familiar view
The same thing over and over
So I must ask myself these questions again:
Do you know who you are?
Do you know where you are?
Do you know what has happened to you?
Jesus send me another wave
This time of peaceful realization
Don’t send me away
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 2:36 AM UTC
Eve of Christmas Eve,
Cross-legged in my reindeer tights,
Sipping stew from a spoon,
Spoon should be bigger, stew needs more meat
More seasoning, I should adjust the ***
Simmering, boiling, stirring
Christmas record playing in the living room,
Lights above the door frame, lights about the fireplace
Lights on the trees outside in the drive
So it's warm in the kitchen, warm from cooking
Baking cookies, chopping onions
This old wood house gets cold but that's alright,
While we keep the fire alight
You'll come in from chopping firewood in the snow
Spin me round and bury into my neck, your icy nose
While I yelp
"Put me down!
Or else kiss the sugar and cookie dough that I missed
Off my cheeks, and just for good measure, my lips"
I forgot to hang mistletoe
It's eve of Christmas eve, my toes tucked under your thigh
Under this blanket we've curled within
There's nothing but a hunk of bread left on the table, the record's spent, and on the TV, credits roll.
A small plastic tree on your desk,
Presents in the closet ready to go
The fire laying low, as we drift asleep, the snow drifts grow outside,
I've got nothing left on my wishlist, no more dreams I can never unwrap, if you just promise...
No, just this is quite alright.
Dec 23, 2017
Dec 23, 2017 at 11:42 PM UTC
We're coming to our end
It was inevitable
A simple sunset
It's not as painful this time
Perhaps I'm numb to the feeling
To the lies and secrets
Although you aren't the bad guy
And neither am I
The truth used to lie in songs:
Breakeven, I'm falling to pieces..
You're no longer the best part of me
Someone Like You
Is no longer something I wish to find
Say You Love Me
Don't say it, because I don't know if I can believe it
Say Something
Even if you beg me to stay, I'm leaving for myself
These songs used to carry
The truth in every word sung
But now they don't apply
I do but don't know why
Some songs-
They still mean what they always did:
Heartbreak.
Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 12:05 AM UTC
So here I am
Sitting against a counter
Desiring you in every way
I can't do anything but dream and hope
About you and us
For the rest of however I feel for you
You make me and my life make sense
In every way
You give me a purpose
And I know I shouldn't base my purpose
Off another soul
But why deny the truth?
Jun 28, 2017
Jun 28, 2017 at 10:22 PM UTC
Make out with me
At a house party
Intensely
Kiss me as if
My lips are your last breath
Hold me close
As if I'm your safety blanket
Touch me
Bite me
Do what you want to me
Be my ecstasy
And every other drug
But not just for this one night
Not just at this house party
Be my drug
Be my king
At every moment after
And after
And after
Jun 24, 2017
Jun 24, 2017 at 8:42 PM UTC