(2013)
describing Pen-To-Paper therapy ...
Why is it so easy to write when I… Why do I love to imagine your ver… Why do I flash back to the times… Why is it that my wrist is breakin… And soul is aching while I write…
I swear, from the moment he opene… Spoke so softly with enough intell… And I thought to my savior, “God,… Something so perfect could not be… And those lips
All types of writing has guideline… All poetry seems to have some sort… Vocabulary must be up to par, Each stanza having its specific or… The way I see it,
Come touch me in violating ways so… My identity lies in defilement and… Come say you love me and then scor… Come caress my nonexistent self es… I wanna burn with deceitful passio…
Trying to close it, Forcing the hidden to keep still Pleading with the revealed to put… Warning the exposed to come back i… But yet they bleed
I am regretting many things What is there to find in apparent… There is nothing to explain unless… You don’t fall in love the flower… Thriving ..
An overbearing mother Two overwhelming siblings And too much time alone Phone Taken Back up discovered
A man who is a poet is one who is… One who craves love underneath his… So much that he would scratch the… A man who is a poet believes that… That he must hold it in his hands…
I’m walking with my eyes closed to… And my chest open Thought I’d feel the breeze throu… Making sounds like wind chimes Wanted to feel the warmth of the s…
I’m a caged free spirit I find fun where ever it can’t be… I’m petite and a little awkward Random in my actions Random in my ways
I must say, Being without a pen takes breath f… Being without poetry makes me feel…
Temptations exude, bleed out On to the carpet which I call my… Conscience distorted Lust evident Yet one thing remains
It’s like nothing I’ve ever exper… It’s like being afraid of the unkn… It’s like bleeding out in the Pac… It’s just like free falling It’s like going out into the world…
It’s like there is a whole part of… We crave love and endearing attent… So we dream We long, that one day fate will le… That the collection of doubt and t…
You told me to hold on to somethin… Funny how life works You told me to never give up on an… It’s funny how I can remember all… How I can remember the way I felt…