She felt like home.
A warm place with
no panic, terror, or
fear. That I could
escape to when things
turned sour and my
blood ran cold. Only
she was my home.

All those times
I told you,
"I love you."
Why didn't
you say it
back?
I knew
you felt the
same,
or at least
I hoped you
did.

James,
can you hear
me?

I cried the
day
that you left
town,
and I didn’t
stop
until you came
home.

I can't feel
happy
all of the
time,
but I can
focus
on being positive
for
as long as
possible.

Never let someone
else's
feelings prevent you
from
living your own
truth;

emotions come and
go
but you've gotta
live
with who you
are.

I had
to leave
my house
last night
because of
the yelling.
I called
a friend,
he came
and picked
me up,
I slept
over at
his place.
We talked,
made cocoa,
and watched
a movie.
I fell
asleep in
the living
room on
top of
the futon.
The darkness
covered me
and I
slept in
peace under
the fake
plastic stars
attached to
the ceiling.
I woke
up this
morning with
one question
on my
mind, "Why
can't every
night end
like that?"

See heaven
isn't a place
above the clouds,
it's the love
we share with
each other
that's heaven.

Whenever a writer messes up
they try to make it seem on purpose.
Don't believe them. Writers are human beings
like you and I. We make plenty of mistakes.

Purchasing new
things
will only
buy
you temporary
happiness,
while also
emptying
your bank
account;

keep the
money
and be
satisfied
with your
savings.

Have you ever
hurt so bad
you've said to
yourself, "I couldn't
feel this much
pain, could I?"
I've had beatings
a few times.
The sensation of
immense physical harm
reduces a man
to nothingness in
the sight of
God. Whatever remains
will make him
stronger or obsolete.
Either way, the
sensation of pain
will remain with
him forever and
to the grave.

Sometimes I wish my life,
Were a film playing ,
90 minutes long with,
Beginning, middle, and
End,
Things would make sense,
I would fall in love,
I'd beat the bad guy,
Happily ever after,
Right?

He raised me
up
like I was
one
of his own
sons,
that's why I
call
him my Papa
Jack.

Art isn't about
perfection
it's all about
expression.

Even though
you left
me behind,
I still,
want to
love you.

I went with a girl
to see a movie
and as fantastic beasts
danced across the screen,
I put my arm around her shoulder
that was a mistake,
she didn't like me in that way,
and as I dropped my arm
it was over.
I said I was sorry,
she said it was ok,
but I knew it wasn't.
I was ******* myself
and I gave up trying
for a long time.
Looking back,
I see it's just a tiny mistake
in the grand scheme called, "My life."
If I have to take a chance on anything,
then it better be for
love.

My Mom
got in bed
with my Dad
and told him
to move over,
but he didn't
budge,
so she said,
"You're not
making room
for Aaron."
My Dad replied,
"You just named
him."
That's how I
was named.

I like you,
but I don't want to fall in love.
It's been a long summer.
I need some rest.
You're beautiful around the eyes,
but you deserve something more.
I need to get going
the rest of my life is up ahead.
Don't take this personally
you'll find somebody soon.
I'm just a  wandering vagabond
traveling down the road to nowhere,
we'll always have the summer of '18.
Goodbye.

It's hard to talk to you
when I don't know if
you're really
there.
I don't mind being your
friend,
but I can't move forward
if I don't see you
we only need to meet
every once in a while
maybe for a walk in the park
or over a cup of coffee.
If I can see you
face to face
that's all I
need.

Tonight I
wish
to lie
under
a weighted
blanket
so it'll
calm
my anxious
mind.

I haven't seen
you
in over a
year,
and I think
it's
best for us
both
if you stayed
away.

Do you ever wake up,
Curl up into a ball,
Clench tightly at your pillow,
Hoping for a better day?

I'll go chasing
that
girl for the
rest
of my life,
if
that's what it
takes
to be with
her.

Today when your
car
started to over
heat
I stayed there
on
the side of
that
road until you
found
a ride back
home.

I'm getting drunk
tonight,
so that I'll
forget
about you for
awhile.

I showed
you
my vulnerable
side,
and I'm
scared
of what
you
think of
me.

Loners will often
inhabit
crowded spaces, not
engaging
with anyone because
they
still crave human
connection.

People don't save me,
I help myself.
Sleeping well at night
is a habit of kicking out people
who hold you down
and keeping the ones
who don't.
That simple.

Emotions were running
high
under the summer
sun,
but now I'm
glad
we didn't do
anything
to escalate the
tension
in that hot
car.

I left his present
inside
of your trunk by
mistake
and I don't know
when
I'll give it to
him
I'm sorry for the
confusion.

Today I missed
going
out to eat
after
Sunday morning
church service
because that's when
I felt like a
member
of the
congregation.

The groundskeepers
are
making so
much
racket outside
tending
to my
lawn
that I
can't
hear myself
think;

they're not
being
rude to
me
I just
can't
stand the
sound
of power
tools.

I became a poet
only because
I've given up
being anything else,
I'm fat, broke, and
lonely.
What else can I do, but
jot down a few words
now and again.
Praying to see brighter days
sooner rather than later.

I only talked to
you
when I needed a
friend,
and now I'm so
sorry
for using you like
that.

I don't need a
priest
to hear my
confession,
because I already
forgave me
everything
that I've done
wrong.

This afternoon I
fell
asleep with my
cat
in the bed
as
I combed his
fur
with my finger
tips.

Little did I
know
I was having
the
time of my
life.

I'm not a
pet
hamster who keeps
on
running himself ragged
inside
of the spinning
wheel
that leads to
nowhere;

never stopping to
rest.

Going Christmas shopping you
worry
about lack of money
and
whether you'll buy the
right
presents for everyone; I've
found
out it's not the
price
tags that are sentimental
but
the thoughts and intentions
behind
gifts that resonate with
people.

I'll feel PTSD
when
I remember the
person
who I once
was
because of the
pain
he still causes
me.

I'm gonna take
Ash
on a car
ride
so that he
can
get out the
house
for a little
while.

When strangers
reach out
to me
on the internet
and try acting
like we’re so
familiar
with each other,
I feel
goosebumps.

You caught me
doing
something that I
shouldn't
have done, now
I'm
afraid of the
consequences
they may be
dire.

A cracked
radiator
in your
car
is a
minor
setback, but
still

it keeps
us
from each
other;

and we're
lonely.

Sometimes you look
at me with a twinkle in
your eye, and I blush.

All these maintenance
men
within my apartment
feel
like alien intruders
probing
inside of my
home.

I don't
know
why you
hang
out with
me
because all
we
do is
argue
with each
other.

If I
don't
see you
again
let's meet
on
the other
side
of Heaven's
door.

Kate could
notice
that I
needed
a treat
so
she drove
off
and bought
me
a cinnamon
roll;
it tasted
sweet.