last days of june

I walked before, smoked during, and slept after the rain. Thinking about the future I missed out on what color the trees...

rambling 2/5/24

I had been mourning the loss of this friendship for a time already. Is that why the final blow barely even stung? In fact it is more freeing than anything else. No more pressure to try and keep up. No more attempts that make me feel I am not enough. Months of...

sonnet twenty-three

I inflicted familiar pain today. My youth’s ache, something loathed, a constant strife. Though now it’s gone and joy has found its way, I am left with loneliness, a strange life. The cold endured, an old relentless song, Until I prepared to break the...

october 1

I look forward to this time of the year the least. It is when both the best and worst memories I have coincide. Every other day I’m remembering. Today I said I was tired of always being left behind. Then I laughed for...

rambling 6/10/2023

I am sorry for the things I have written. Every word is a selfish wish for cruel things. Each truth is cunning and every lie is a plea. I kill myself slowly with each formulated thought that is shared by pen or voice. Even this is self destruction. The only place...