Day Tripping

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.


Shaking. Fetal and cold. Alone. Story untold. Waiting. Hating. Debating. Noise without action. Can’t gain traction. Still life. Still strife. Frozen in place. No light, No fight or flight. Just this eternal night.

Portrait of an Addict

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



Not Your Choice, Not Your Fault There are a lot of things in the world we cannot control. The seasons, the weather, the weekend (I am sure we wish we could). These things and many more can have some effect on our daily lives, if we allow them too. Then there are other things in … Continue reading Choices


Terror grips a young man's mind. A smile; a mask he hides behind. Darkness spreads out like roots, Joy is stamped out by another's boots. Marked as a "bad kid", A kettle; about to pop it's lid. Emotions blend into a mess. Anger = happiness. I fill the void with whatever I can. Danger and … Continue reading Strife


As funny as it seems, To crush other people’s dreams. Your no kidder... You’re always messing with my mind, But everyone is blind. Every words a lie, But no one bats an eye. Your everyone’s favorite clown, But you always bring me down. Down, Down, Down... In sorrow I drown. Only one thing left to … Continue reading Joker