Poetry Blogs (2019, Self-doubt)
what used to hurt me
what used to scare me
what used to make me curl up on the floor
shaking to my very core
I am constantly afraid that one day
I will come face to face with my mistakes
a tableau of painful regrets and aches
the times I said I couldn’t when I could
the times I said I wouldn’t when I would
the past stil...
Tuesday 12th November 2019 11:23 pm
More on the whole writing process, & turning your scribbled notes into something....
Mining my mind
Polish 'em Out
Nice & Shiny
Monday 26th August 2019 11:43 am
pull out thre trigger u know how it go
call up lil leek cuz he still got that 4
when I'm down bad I do not got nopbody
release all my problems when I drink this bottle
still fucking hoes man I just fucked this model
nobody know about all of my problems
call up tequila u know she gon solve it
I wanna stop drinking but I got nobody
I try to reach out but they always dec...
Sunday 30th June 2019 12:58 am
I had a dream that I could fly.
I soared up on wings made of paper
and feathers of ink,
and sky-wheeled with eagles and doves.
They saw me for a fraud
but embraced me all the same,
until I woke up,
and fell from the sky.
Thursday 27th September 2018 11:08 pm
volatile flickering glim--
exposed and expiring
fragile faithless prayers--
wrestled and relented
Sunday 1st May 2016 12:16 am
The scalded soldiers
Slid over the top
Of the parched peak; waved,
Awaited the pop
Of reflexed wretchings -
The wretched allure;
Sweet shelling shrapnel
So bitter and pure.
Then dinning quiet but
Cliched tweeting; the
Of gorge filled eating.
The troops fall silent
'Til cries ring out and
Once more the trenches
Filled with d...
Monday 21st July 2014 12:22 pm