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Look at you

Hiding in the safety of your home. 

Guarding all the charm you hold from curious eyes

Locked away inside four hollow walls. 

The fear eats at you

Tearing away all that you are

Flesh by flesh 

It devours you until it becomes you.

It's been years since I've had the pleasure of laughing beside you. 

My soul misses yours. 

This isn't protecting your...

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The words I yearn to say are stuck inside my chest,
Burried deeply under all that is unpleasant. 
To write much more than I already have urges me to feel. 
I often wonder how those around me navigate the world without writing down all that they stumble upon.
I have never known what it feels like to be numb to passion or anything in relation to. 
In sorrow I drown and in love I always plummet ...

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Tasting Temptation.

To taste the slightest bit of you 
Would be nothing short of thrilling.
Though chasing such ambitions would be caving in to evil. 
One taste is never enough to quench the thirst of fleshy desires. Temptations lurk around every corner, begging to be fed with immediate attention. 
Avoid it all together, 
The only thing to come from what claws at our emotions is destruction. 
But this I cannot ...

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A Staccato burst of energy kick-starts my heart, fueling energy from inside, the splitting sound of a guitar sends shivers up my spine. 
Each chord is an electric roar connecting me to the song. 
And so it begins,
A feeling of joy that one can not fully express, 
It's another level of ecstasy and it cannot be contained. 
Speakers blare that metal sound rattling the marrow in my bones, I belie...

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She tries to recover her composure and regain self control. 
Each time she loses her temper, havoc wreaks upon her soul. 
She feels too deeply to suppress the intensity under the surface.
Her anger has no limit, her voice has no purpose. 
Fingers point as she is the only one to blame 
Guilt holds her under, drowning her in shame.
For such madness there must be a potion
She's at it again los...

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Kindred Strangers

How long has your beautiful soul been wandering the great unknown?
Out of nowhere your kind heart has taken hold of mine. 
Somewhere beyond the starry night you reside.
Can you feel the overwhelming tension creep up as you sleep?
In between cold sheets I am choked by the feeling until I am wide awake longing in the dark
I ask myself
How can you miss a stranger? 
Abusrd to even suggest an id...

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Conquering Monster's

He couldn't say how he really felt
Maybe because he was scared. 
Scared of the way it felt so easy
It all just seemed to flow so smoothly Towards all that is equitable.
If his heart had a say it would leap from his chest and chase opportunity as it appeared.
But it was his fears that spoke instead. 
Ringing in his ear were voices of deceit. 
They scoffed at him and mocked him loudly. 

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A war has been waged between my mind and my heart. 
At fault is my flesh as it is loud and dangerous. I continue to find myself consumed by it's cries. I question your existence as much as I question your love. No matter your grace I still feel dirty. Doubt weighs heavy on my chest, igniting endless confusion. 

Though I long to heal wounds of the broken, a good person I am not. 
I may reach o...

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The world was at peace
And I myself was at peace
So I sat for a moment
And wondered
How long it would all last
Seemingly almost perfect
I had never experienced such blissful contentment before.
I could get used to the silence like this,
What a rare thought for me to have.
But who could resist?
From the warm breeze kissing my skin to 
The tickle of fresh grass. 
I was alone once again

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Secluded Thoughts

Loneliness emerges from the depths of my being and swallows me whole. 
No mercy is shown to the one who swims aimlessly in despair.
A shadow, all alone I scream my troubling thoughts into the void.
Yet I am not heard.
Without a fight I am taken hostage to an island of solitary chaos. 
"It must not be that bad" I say "You harbor your feelings until they explode into pointless metaphors across ...

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This is For Her

I  heard you were thinking about giving in.
Your heart is broken and your faith paper thin. 
Weapons down you surrender before the win. 
Lift up your face, let me wipe the tears from your chin. 

Through the tides of life you roll
Cracked and bruised it's taken a toll
You're so empty inside and long to feel whole. 
Bring me close so I can patch your weary soul. 

You speak stumbling over...

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Warm Evening
Cold bed
Gentle touch
All alone 
In the dark
My heart 
Shadows mock
The coward
Inside me
Falling fast
But not asleep
I'm feeling 
Empty space 
To my right
You left me
Tears drop slow
Salty stains
Caress the silky
Wrinkled sheets
Tangle me
Deeper into 
Empty heart 
Crowded mind
Fill the void

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My Friend Regret

When the silence is loud and smothering I put on a pot
I settle into the nearest chair and call up my friend Regret.
He’s an old ally I don’t know how to live without.
I offer him a cup as we play a game of catch up.
The scent fills the room around us, then I melt into my mug.
He does most of the talking as I listen in pained focus.
Bitter coffee burns my lips and I swallow down the steaming...

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*This is something I wrote  during lockdown. It's  a bit different than what I'd normally post. I'm not sure what I could turn it into but I wanted to share it here if anyone would like to read.*


The moon was a chrome silhouette perfectly hung behind dull clouds. Trees rustled beyond the entrance luring closer an innocent victim.  

How could one not venture further into the gates of the...

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Rhythm of the Storm

From where I sat in the safety of my home, I could have sworn the Earth was speaking. 

The wind whistled a tune through the cracks of the hollow walls resembling the sound of an old pan flute. 

Dark cranky clouds rolled over the blue revealing a grey atmosphere as drops of rain fell from above painting the asphalt in splatters. 

Just then the sky erupted into a thunderous song roaring fro...

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Saying Goodbye

We're on the edge of a broken prayer,
My faith is held between the tips of my fingers.
I search for a reason to just hang on, but the feeling burns deeply. 
With only a flick all of this could be gone. 
The clutches of uncertainty are too tight, too much. 
Our future remains a questonable haze in front of me. 
The past we share becomes more clear than what could ever be. 
One year...

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heartbreaklovemoving onnew beginningnew hope


His words like the ocean so full of depth not a thing was shallow about his work. 

Each verse ran smooth with a profound sort of swagger one couldn't resist. 

She could easily get lost in descriptive metaphors and she often did. 

Her mouth quoting his intelligent thoughts and memorizing stanzas till late. She longed for the conversation behind each piece. 

What inspires the writer insi...

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The place my soul burns the brightest is located up North.

Land covered with fresh green earth glazed with drops of dew. 

Miles of trees rooted in strategic lines in front of me.

The leaves catch a breeze giving off the effect of waving in my direction.

I always wave back.

No worry lies in the depths of these woods, no evil can penetrate this brain. 

I wander freely along trails ...

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A Burning Love

Two burning souls intertwine

Inhaling the scent of a starry night.

The taste of innocence diminished from their lips while greed lingered upon their tongues.

Her skin had the power to tease fingertips, thus provoking the smoldering blaze. 

Feelings escalated from deep infatuation to passionately in love

One couldn’t help turning the shade crimson

Even Orion felt himself blush. 


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Just Another Isolation Poem

Here we are

Facing problems we didn't know we had

Thanks to the solitude

We are reminded to panic.

This pain inflicted world 

Has become contaminated overnight.

We begin to shake hands with our fears

And let go of our sanity.

Looking from the inside out

With restless impatience

We reluctantly wait on the edge

For that moment of freedom.

Our lives on pause from d...

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Who Am I?

“Who am I? I asked the mirror today.

The mirror gave no reply. 

So then I asked a second time. “Who am I?” 

I was given nothing but a half-hearted shrug. 

My impatience got the best of me so I shouted once more.

“I said who am I?” Silence fell all around striking something  deep from within

I leaned into the mirror searching for an answer but the only thing I found was the face o...

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Cornfields (Rewritten)

The morning solitude beckons me again, 

I rise with the sun and bathe in the depths of it’s rays.

With a yawn, 

I shuffle sleepy toes across the floor to an imaginary rhythm.

Down the hall I dance away the sleepless night.

On the porch I take a seat. 

My day starts with verses I’ve written a thousand times. 

I reach for the horizon as if it were asking for my hand.

Crisp ai...

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Tad's Lemonade Stand.

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There once was a lemonade stand,

That was run by a short man,

The man made it taste sour,

He made it in this shower,

The short man's name was Tad,

Selling Lemonade made him glad,

When it was out

He began to pout,

At Buyers, he would shout,

The very short man named Tad,

Got an idea he once had,

He made more lemonade to drink

Ha! He finally used his mind to think.

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A Letter to Those Who need it.

Dear Weary and Tiresome Souls, 

When you get caught up with years from the past

Does it make you ache for what didn’t last?

Are you strong enough to stand when shame passes through? 

Or do you bandage your wounds to hide them from view?


Has it become hard for you to breathe bearing all that weight

It’s easy to wander when the narrow gets too straight.

Your shoulders car...

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Falling Alone

She studied the picture one last time, memorizing each pixel that made up his face. 

Her evenings were quiet and her mornings were rushed, but not a moment went by where she didn’t think of him. Oh sure, she found ways to distract herself from letting her mind wander, only each time she paused she began to ask “What If”. 

They left things in such a strange place that she felt too apprehensiv...

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Growing Pains.

My Dear,

Breathe in the fresh Michigan air

Go ahead, take it all in don't be scared

Button your flannel and let down your hair

If I were visiting North I'd pull up a chair


Tell me the day you saw him last

Just cry me a river of the past 

Speak of the moments gone too fast

Our hearts are made of tainted glass


Run away beyond the trees

Let your tired soul be f...

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Hollow Trees. 

Skinned Knees.

I hit the ground and plead. 


Wandering alone.

Destination Unknown. 

This dress I’ve outgrown.


Broken dreams. 

Silent screams. 

I chase the moon beams.  


Broken lass.

Midnight pass.

Heart of shattered glass. 


Branches claw. 

Satan’s jaw. 

Whispering all my flaws. 


Eyes fill.

Tears spill.


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What If

In silence between the whitewashed curtains I stare

My feet dangle from the bed swaying slow and bare 

The street lamp buzzes on just as the darkest hour falls

It’s 12 am and my only company are these four walls

I take a hike backwards on the trails in my mind 

I scavenger in attempt of old memories to find

Wet grass and broken trampolines make me smile

So I search for your ...

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Death of a Flame.

Two hearts.

One sky.

Two souls. 

You and I.


One moon. 

Four young fists.

Two Lips.

Long lasting kiss. 


Once a flame, now a smoldering blaze lasting long after the sunrise.

Throw your matches into the fire, take that chance and pray they won't burn out.

Run with me beyond reality and back. 

Hold my hand and pull me headfirst into the oblivion of us. 


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Here I stay in a place I haven’t yet known sitting as an anxiety infused soul. 

I am not a being wrapped in flesh but a being wrapped in fear. 

It’s the uncertainty of the unknown that bothers me, what I won’t know till later and the things staring me down but I can’t see. 

The oblivion of tomorrow is what gets me. 

I let the worry choke me until I’m too worn to fight back any longer, ...

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A Lust for Life

Her place is not yet found. 

  A lost soul she wanders freely.

The wind carries her to the next destination.

She prefers her feet bare soaking up the minerals of the ground. 

The sun rises each morning bringing a new adventure.

An alluring smile spreads across her face.

She is fully in love with life.

To survive she only needs to reach for          the heavens.

If this is w...

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Lonesome Complaints.

Lonely little life.

Lonely cold nights. 

Lonely empty dreams.

Lonely dismal thoughts. 

Lonely silent tears. 

Lonely vacant heart. 

Lonely fake laugh. 

Lonely bare hands. 

Lonely broken smile.

Lonely crushed soul. 

Lonely waste of time. 

Lonely little life. 

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What made me love Him

“What makes you love him?” They ask me 

It’s the  way he can make me smile when the only thing I want to do is lay down and cry until there is no life left in me.

Somehow he knows all the rights words to say to calm my troubled brain and save me from my own crooked thoughts.

His comfort is like a memory, it never leaves me.

He treats me like no one else ever has, always telling me I’m ...

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Her mind as bright as the sun.

Her smile sparkling as the ocean. 

Her eyes bold as a leader.

Her hands strong as hercules. 


I can hear her laughter even though she is far away.

I imagine her hands working, welding, painting.

I try to play back every conversation. 

I want to treasure every golden memory. 


Every hello ends with a goodbye.

Every hug must let go.


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Ode to Depression


Feels like a cloud of grey smothering you in your own thoughts till it becomes too hard to breathe or weights holding you down underneath the sheets. You are drowing in all that you feel trying to keep your head just barely above the waves. No matter how much you struggle to be released the harder it is to stay alive.


Sounds like a constant nag reminding you of all ...

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