I’m feeling poetic today
And I have no idea why
I’ve been reading poems all day,
Searching for something to spark an idea
But nothing is coming to me
I look around my room
Still nothing
I think about what I did today
Nothing interesting
There’s something so weird about
How when you try to sit down and write,
Nothing comes out
But at the worst possible time,
When you have no where to right it down,
You get an idea
Poetry seems to hate me
**** that
Everything seems to hate me
Well, that’s great
Talk to you later

I asked her,
“What issues do you have? I bet they aren’t as bad as mine”
And I was in shock
As she told me that her parents had been Fighting
They didn’t even talk
For two days
She always seemed so sweet and innocent
Like she had the
Perfect Life
But the lesson I learned
Was that
Everyone had their own struggles
You just have to get to know them enough
To know them

A wise person once said,
“It takes more muscles to frown than to smile”
That person was a scientist.
Scientists are correct.
Flat Earthers are stupid.
The moon landing was real.
Vaccines help you.
Being LGBTQ+ cannot be cured.


I rest my case.

If clouds are covering the sky,
How am I supposed to see
Your beautiful star eyes?

Deep within my soul
There are statues
Statues that define my life

Some are concrete
And some are just sand
But all of them are there for a reason

There’s one of me
At the very center
It’s not made of concrete yet,
Because I don’t know who I am
But I soon will

There’s a statue of my family
Made of concrete
Right at the very center

Then there’s a statue of my best friend
Also of concrete
Almost as close to the center as my family

There’s also my poetry
So near to my heart
It is made of wood
Strong, but breakable

Singing is also there
Concrete and proud
Singing frees me

These are my Soul Statues...

What are yours?

Soaring over a gray, neglected ocean
Not a fish or strand of seaweed in sight
All my brothers and sisters, gone in a flash
I’m left to wander through the night

The only creature left on my planet
A tired, but majestic gull
All I can do now is sit and wonder
Where did my precious Earth go?

For humans have gone extinct
All fish and ocean dwellers, too
All of my kind, the creatures of the sky
There is only me, no more you

As the hunger slowly takes away my life
And my patchy wings are flapping weak
I settle down for one last breath
This world is not for the meek

Now not a lonely bird, but a lonely world
No longer a place of miracles
But need not fear, life will emerge again
Hopefully, they won’t be as pitiful

After Sun washed Sky
Ridding her of all her sorrows,
White, fluffy suds
Were left intentionally on her blue surface
To frame the Sun’s own setting brightness
And set her fiery yellow rays
On everyone’s glum faces
And make them smile

When Americans
Wear green “kiss me, I’m Irish” shirts
And pretend to be from Ireland
Not to mention
Children making contraptions
In order to capture tiny Irish men
And force him to lead them
To his *** of gold
At the end of a rainbow

Over time
After so much pain
Heartbreak
People I love not being there for me
I’ve learned how to feel pain
And though it doesn’t hurt any less
Each time it feels
A bit more ok
Everytime
My anxiety spikes
And paralyses me from the inside-out,
I realize sooner
That it is all for nothing,
And it will fade away soon enough
Because I know what I’ve been through
And I know that I can get through
Whatever life throws at me
Because I am strong
And with every painful moment
Every heartbreak
Every time
That someone I love isn’t there for me
I will
Become stronger
Stronger than I ever was before

as she trudged up the mountain
        ^
      / \
    /     \
  /         \
/             \
victory pulsing through her veins

badum badum badum badum

her eyes set intently on the peak

a deathly stare

she knew she could do anything

anything at all

she was anything but meek

this world is not for the meek

Warm colors
Pink, orange
Red, yellow
Light up the dimming sky

A giant ball of fire
Descending down,
Down,
And down

Darkness falls over the world
The moon peeks
Over the mountain tops
Slowly ascending into the sky

Stars blink
Lighting the way
Through the darkness
Of our world

That is our life
The cycle of the Earth
We rarely recognize it
But that is what it deserves

Night
Day
Today
Tomorrow

We don’t know what is coming
But we can count on the sun
To be there when we wake
And the moon when we drift off to sleep

I’m buried in a cocoon of stories
From poetry,
To biographies,
To dystopia,
And romance
So many stories
Of so many people
Real,
Or just figments of the author’s
Imagination
Sitting atop wooden bookshelves
Waiting for the right person,
To pick them up
And get lost in their story
For everyone has a story to tell,
Some are overly exaggerated,
And other’s are rarely heard
The important thing is
That we share our stories
Through word of mouth,
The internet,
Or in a notebook
To be found by future historians
Tell your story
Believe me, you won’t regret it

Sometimes
People disappear
It's like they didn't love you enough
To even say goodbye

Eyes as blue as the sky
Stare up into the heavens
Searching for the reason why

Azure blue waves
Cascade down to shore
Devouring the sand
And kissing the tips of my toes
The whisper of the salty spray
A story being told to me
A song sweetly sung to me
The song of my memories
My memories of the sea...
Dancing in her lively waves,
Eating ice cream under a rainbow parasol,
Burying my toes in her warm, silky soft sand
The sweet memories come back to me
Filling me up to the tips of my ears with joy
How will we find this kind of joy,
I solemnly ponder,
If the ocean is no longer here to show it
to us?

There’s a part of me
That just wants to please everyone
That wants to prevent all conflicts
No matter what they do to me

Then
There’s a spark inside
That wants to rebel
It wants to scream and cry and tell people
How she feels

I don’t know who to listen to
Because I’ve been following
To urge to just fly under the radar
To make everyone happy
But myself

But maybe
I should listen to that spark
Fan it into a flame
And burn this house









down


But how do I grow the spark
If I don’t have enough air
To bring her to life?

1976
She stands at the edge of her world.

Tranquil and free,
Her hair billowing in a light breeze
As moonlight crowns her small head
And the dark blue waves whisper and roar
The scattered stars swim within them
And the purity of the moment envelops her
Leaving her in solitude
Alone with the mystic being called the ocean
Soon, this becomes her universe
Deep in thought,
The ocean helps her find peace
In the hardships she faced
During her few years of living
But, as she is admiring the loveliness of this moment...
It changes.
The landscape is the same,
But it’s all wrong
The light of the moon is wavering
A broken crown atop her fragile head
Shards of moon glass scraping her scalp
The ocean a flat gray,
Instead of it’s once deep blue
The rough sand is littered with trash
The beauty now coated in a layer of humanity
Omnipotent humanity
Prideful humanity
Corrupted humanity
Stripped of its glory
Shivering,
In absence of its once comforting softness
And she is forced to sit on a rock,
In order to protect her small feet
From the unnatural contaminants
Of this place she is now inhabiting
Her eyes open wide in shock
Where am I?
Is this what our species has become?
Is this the future in store for us?
But just as soon as it had changed,
Her surroundings go right back
To the way they were before
Back to the shimmering surface of a healthy ocean
Warm, soothing sands
Moonlight steadily beaming.
And though she should be relieved that this nightmare is over
The thought never leaves her alone,
Forever haunting her in her dreams.

2019
In the years to come,
She grows older
Gets a job, gets married, has children
She’s grown into a whole new person
Built a whole new life
And the very day,
That she goes back to her childhood home,
She returns to the same beach,
The same glorious ocean.
At least, she expects it to be the same...
But all she sees
Is the ravished world
The dead world
That she had taken a glimpse of
As a young girl

I guess it was true.

L | oving girls
E | ven if people object
S | taring into each other’s eyes
B | eing together
I  | n a world where love is love
A| nd you’re accepted for who you are
N| obody can tell you to be someone else

A little while ago,
I found that whenever I get excited about something
I get disappointed somehow
So, from then on
I try not to get my hopes up too much
But with you
I never can
Because I always have that little part of me
That says that this time will be different

I’m tired of being in my head
And never getting out of it

I’m tired of not being heard
When I’m talking, no one gives a ****

I’m tired of being hurt
When I don’t have a defense

I’m tired of being stuck
In this endless loop of the same events

I’m tired of being tired
I just want life to be good

For once
Please
Let something
Go my way

My life is a rollercoaster
If ups and downs,
Happiness and despair,
Love and hate,
Contentment and wanting another life.
I never know when the mood will change
From one to the other
It all can happen in a matter of minutes.
And I’ll never see it coming...

You make me smile
You make me cry

You make me laugh
But then I die

You’re the closest person to me
Yet so far away

I think that I should just stay trapped
But soon I’ll surely pay

Whenever I try to write a poem,
I start with an unfinished thought,
And then I have no idea where to go from there

It is just that I alwa-

I’m terrified
Of
Rejection
Even when
No one
Is
Rejecting me

Two hearts
Beating out of time
Once they were in-sync,
But now,
They are nothing more than strangers
To one another
Life is strange in that way

Her heartbeat steady,
Strong waves clapping against the shore

Her soul glowing
A beautiful, evergreen heart

Her spirit bright
Astonishing all who pass her

Her eyes staring
Into mine with loving intensity

Her voice wavering
But ever so sincere
As she tells me she loves me

I hope you know,
That my silence means
That I love you, too

When you walk into a room
The happy atmosphere falls away
Plunging deeper
                      and deeper
                                    and deeper
Into the dark abyss
And you bring with you
The sad, depressed, annoyed feeling
We all try to ignore
But
I feel it everywhere
In everything I
See
Touch
Taste
Hear
And smell
I feel it in my soul
And I can't believe you don't

I scream at you
At the top of my lungs

You close the door
Leaving me all alone with my thoughts

I scream
And pound the floor with my fists

My right hand hits something
And I cradle it as I cry

I pull myself into a ball
On the floor

And I wonder why you left
Why you didn’t know that I needed you

You thought I wanted to be alone
But I’ll never want to be alone
If I can be with you

Your face
Two freckles beside your upper lip
And slightly plump cheeks sit below
Eyes the hue of the leaved trees
Your mouth curves into a smile
We laugh until we’re crying
Together
Apart
You
Me
Us

People are vampires
They **** the life out of me,
But I still go back for more.

I love people and being with them,
But after a while,
I just want to be by myself.

Alone.
Recharge.
Because people are vampires....

But maybe I am too.

Stalking in the shadows.
Whispering false truths.
Flaunting their dignified beauty,
Socialites against a wallflower backdrop.
They scratch without leaving a mark,
And stab you in the back without breaking the skin.
Admired, but nobody really knows them
They’re heroic villains.
Humanoid looking, but they’re really ghosts.
Really, creatures of the dark and the bad can still shine in the light if they’re mean enough.

What do I want?
I want you.

What do I need?
I really just need you.

What do I miss?
Well what do you think?
I miss you
And only you.

Riding home
On the bus
People talking
Laughing
I want to be alone
Earbuds in
Left
Then right


Play


A melody floods my senses
Drowning
In beauty
Close my eyes
I feel peaceful
I feel happy
I feel safe
My body is numb
I am free in the music
Flowing across the strummed notes


This music is my whole world.


Nothing can hurt me if I don’t see it
Nothing can hurt me now
Nothing can hurt me
Nothing will hurt
Nothing


This,
Is pure happiness

I have an amazing best friend,
Who helps me through all of my highs and lows,
And has never left my side .

I have a beautiful girlfriend who sticks by me always and is so understanding

I have a loving and caring mother who is always there for me

They all love me for me.

What have I done to deserve such incredible people????

Her eyes,
Used to sparkle with the light of the moon
As she looked into mine
Her smile,
Used to make any dull moment
As bright as the sun
Her presence,
Made everyone happy
You would think
That she was the happiest person on the planet
But
It’s always the ones you never expect
The ones who seem the most happy
And
It’s not always
What
It
Seems