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 my
Mother
apologized to
me
for no
reason,
and now
I'm
feeling sorry
she
felt that
way.

I've made a
date
with someone by
accident
and now I
can't
cancel this because
It'll
seem like I'm
being
a **** to
her.

I'm thankful for
the cool breeze
blowing in air
through my dry
hair as I
walk back home.

I'm thankful for
those dead leaves
falling to the
ground covering my
feet when I
step under trees.

I'm thankful for
these fleeting days
that cover me
in the darkness
of night as
I lay asleep.

I'm thankful for
sweater weather that
allows me to
bundle up in
my favorite pieces
of warm clothing.

I'm thankful for
Thanksgiving leftovers which
stay in the
fridge till Chrismas
time once again;
still so delicious.

I'm thankful for
the ending of
the old year
and the start
of another one
filled with potential.

I’ve lost weight
by
exercising at the
gym
and because of
that
I’ll renew my
membership
so I keep
losing.

I pretend
she
is sleeping
here
beside me
when
I lie
awake at
night.

You woke me
up
in the morning
with
a phone call
asking
for my help,
but
I needed to
rest.

The best thing to do
after a long hard day
is going to sleep.
Just shut your eyes,
count imaginary sheep,
and let the world
pass away.

Do everything you can
to forget the day,
that's what its
all about.
True?

There is no
going
back to who
you
used to be
just
accept it and
move
on with your
life.

we speak to each
other
without saying a single
word.

I hate writer's block!
Why can't I come up with something
beautiful,
deep,
and thought-provoking
on a moments notice?

As we walked
in
the summer rain,
you
lead me back
to
a dry place
again.

Last night I
dreamt that
I loved
somebody
so much
that it
brought me
to tears
when I had
to wake up.


Why can't I
feel sincere
emotions
about the
people I
know in
real life?

I only love
as thru my
dreams.

The first things I'll
do
once I've saved some
money
is by my first
car
and drive to your
house.

My Mom
is my biggest
fan,
only my friends
read my
poems,
and I've only
made 4$
so far,
I might
never be
famous,
but at least
I made real
art
that came
from my
heart.

This afternoon I
didn't
mean to keep
you
waiting by the
phone
for a call
from
me that didn't
arrive,

I just didn't
respect
the time you
allotted.

I didn't finish
anything
on my to-do
list
because I was
wasting
time falling asleep
again;

I feel quite
irresponsible.

I bought my first typewriter today
an old Sears Citation,
and I feel proud of myself
because I've taken a solemn step
in my journey to becoming an actual writer.

The keys click with every hit,
I delight in the ink impressing the page,
and I sense God is setting the scene
for when I write my first novel,
and leave the world changed in my wake.

I will take it by the handle
and carry it with through-out this world,
immortalizing people, places, things
anything I've ever seen or felt
will become part of my masterpiece.

Oh if I could imitate my heroes
Hemingway, Yeats, or Bukowski
I'd type away at the keys until
the bones in my fingers broke apart,
then I'd heal and do it all over again.

When I first saw this tool,
I thought it was too good to be true.
How could my dream be so close?
I spent almost every cent I had,
so one day you would remember my name.

I felt so
frustrated
that for a
moment
I didn't control
the
volume of my
voice
accidentally yelling at
you.

We spoke
over
the phone
for
two hours,
but
I didn't
speak
one honest
word
during our
conversation.

Gazing at a
photo
of my younger
self
I feel
able
to love the
inner child
who still
resides
within me.

Today I showed up
to
work with a fever,
so
my boss had to
let
me take a sick
day.

Today my
boss
told me
that
I'm now
due
for a
raise;

it's about
time.

I sometimes have to remind myself
that I'm doing this for me,
I write all these words in the hopes
that I'll gain inner peace,
if it helps people along the way
that's just a benefit of being an artist.
At the end of the day
if I'm not any closer to serenity
I don't care what the whole world says
it's all been for nothing.

Tonight my
friend
thanked me
for
being vulnerable
enough
to share
my
life with
him;

no thanks
necessary
it's my
pleasure.

My only
sin
was liking
you
more than
me.

I remeber seeing you,
I just saw you,
By yourself,
In a crowd,
Wearing all black,
With a sundress on,
In the middle of fall,
In the beginning of spring
I like you,
I love you,
Where'd you go?
I used to feel alone,
Your my one TRUE love,
Thank God I've found you.
I used to want you,
But now I need you.

Jordan could tell
from the first time
we met
there's something
different
about me,

she knew
under the
surface
I wasn't just
another average
guy;

which enabled me
to become
so much
more
than I once
was.

I didn't reject
Angie
because there was
anything
wrong with her
rather
I was afraid
to
fall in love
again.

My boss let
me
go home from
work
early because he
saw
my face, and
knew
that I was
tired.

I weep for joy,
On warm restless nights,
In the middle of Summer,
With no escape in sight,

I weep for joy,
With the crushing of dead leaves,
In the beginning of fall,
Suffocates the soul,

I weep for joy,
When the lack of snowfall,
In the dead of winter,
Makes fools us all,

I weep for joy,
As the cool wind blows,
In the rebirth of Spring,
Brings hope once again.

You know
you look
you're most
beautiful when
you sleep,

on this
bus surrounded
by people
you're all
I see,

your dark
hair and
chiseled face
make you
quite handsome,

and I
promise as
we grow
old and
skin wrinkles,

that I
will never
grow tired
of seeing
your face.

The milk turned
sour
I don't know
why,
these things are
just
out of my
control.

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 swear
riding on
that bike
with you,
holding on
to your
back for
my life,
and seeing
you smile
just like
that is,
the closest
we've ever
been to
each other.

The way
you call me
to your side
whenever
you need
help,
makes me
feel more
important
than I've
ever felt
before.

Going to a job interview
and I'm nervous.
I need this job,
and I need to keep it
this time.
I hope the manager doesn't
see through me,
and figure out
my last job
only lasted
two weeks.

Afterward, it all seemed
ok,
but I hope
this time
I can get
my
act together.

every day
brings
the hope
that
I will
find
someone to
love.

Dusty tile floors,
blinky fluorescent lights,
the serenity prayer,
stapled to the walls,
this place is not home,
how did I end up here?
All alone in the dead of night,
this is John's place,
I don't know who John is,
but I need his help,
somebody's help,
please, dear God, get me,
out of this place!
As I shiver,
and choke down the tears,
sending up my prayers,
into the air,
life is never fair.

She prays to
God
about me every
night
before she falls
asleep.

Julia still follows
along
moments of my
life,
I keep on
trying
to pay attention
toward
her’s as well,
but
with my every
request
she denies me,
so

I'm content with
her
being forever my
on-looker.

I want to
write
Julia a love
poem,
so I can
tell
her how I
feel.

When we exchange
eye-contact
it feels like
we're
just two strangers
staring
back at each
other.

When I saw
her
icy bleach blond
hair
I fell for
Kaitlyn
right then and
there.

They swabbed my
nostrils
testing to see
if
I've contracted the
coronavirus;

keeping my fingers
crossed
that I'm not
sick.

Part of the reason
why
wounded people don't forgive
abusers
is because when they
turn
to their loved ones
for
validation, they're more concerned
with
pacifying the guilty, which
ultimately
keeps the pain alive
inside.

You'll run out of things to say as a writer,
don't worry about it.
Just keep tapping away at the keyboard till
your fingers fall off.

If I've learned anything
from loneliness
it's that:
You have to love people
while they're still around,
or else you'll regret
for the rest of your life
how you didn't cherish them.
Remember to say,
"I love you."
as much as possible,
because of the kindness
you send into the world
will be brought back to you,
tenfold.

I let a
mother
and her daughter
use
the bathroom at
work,

after getting in
trouble
I still don't
regret
showing them my
kindness.