Wordy Wednesdays
Darkness was my first friend I was suspended in dark waters before I was born So darkness seemed so familiar to me Darkness kept all my...
Wordy Wednesdays
The following is a collection of untitled poems (3), each written individually at different times but that seem to thread themselves...
The Ascent
First of all how did it get to August ( Also how has it been 2 years since I started this blog). I’ve been living a lot of life in the...
Gethsemane ;The oil press
Father take this cup I don’t think I can do this I’ve had enough My tears are all dried up I’m sweating blood I’m distressed My soul is...
I will not back down
I lay my weary head to rest My breath feels heavy on my chest From Dawn until the son doth set My bones are burdened with regret I...
Word vomit
I took a sick day today. Sick days are momentous occasions for me. Momentous occasion of defeat. Or surrender. I guess they are one and...
