Mindless, Never spineless, Total deafness and blindness, Leaving you timeless. Utterly out of control, Backwards into a pole, Tripping down a one way hole, Nat 1 role, Lost soul.
Tension writhes beneath the skin. Sluggishly bubbling in pops and stops. Freezing your veins. Tendons snap taught, Binding your thoughts... Breathing in wet cement. Every movement is a stru-ggle; Traum-a-tiz-ing and par-a-Liz-ing. Until… You’re…. Fr-o-zen… S—-o-l-i—d.
So I’ve been having some really in-depth and intense conversations about emotions lately. I know a lot of the poetry I write is chock filled with what I call “emotional vomit”. I just have these emotions and instead of letting them pass I like to let them inspire me. Their not always positive emotions, some … Continue reading Emotions
I spent most of my life as a slave to my emotions. I would get angry or sad on a whim. It was frustrating and damaging. It’s extremely difficult to be successful when your mood changes on a dime. I tanked a few jobs and pushed some great people out of my life because of … Continue reading Emotional Intelligence
This poem is more like free running for my soul. The man depicted in the following piece is a scared, sad and self destructive boy. Someone who was headed for a quick exit off of the highway. This is me 15 years ago. Act One Acting tough, In a meek way. Flashing that broken smile. … Continue reading Portrait of an Addict
Positivity blinds me, It fuckin binds me. I strive, Not to thrive! To just survive. Tight rope walking, Fake shit talking. Welcome to my life, The age of strife. Bat shit crazy, With a hungry knife. I get paid I get laid, The chaos fades. But.. The demon might sleep, But my soul it will … Continue reading Fallen
Savage anger spews, Haphazardly covering. Innocent children. Inherited rage, An ancestral gift given, But never emptied. A circle of pain, Fueled by hate and fear. Forever? Snuffed out by our love.
(Dedicated to my loving wife of almost 10 years) Will it happen, Once again. A moment etched, Forever in my mind. Still nights spent alone. Questioning. The reality of it all. It feels like yesterday — Everyday. 5 years blends with 10, But these thoughts never rot. Freshly sewed pain, From a barren field. Dried … Continue reading Singularity
Crazy parties, Hosted. Sailing through, Coasted. Jokes and grief, Roasted. Talking trash, Boasted. Stupid comments, Posted. Friends and family, Ghosted. Burnt out, Toasted.
My Feet on the ground, Head in the sky; but earthbound. Imprisoned — but free.