I actually wrote this a few years ago, but it’s still one of my favorites.
The voice of reason speaks too low. It’s always late or doesn’t show. Mistakes are made. Words are spoke. You can’t take back what the world now knows. The voice is wicked. The voice is […]
I always write poetry on Mondays. Today I wrote two. This one is for Joe.
Misguided voices in your head. Speak of hatred, anger, death. Whisper signs. Corrupt your mind. Silently lie in wait, of your last breath. Don’t give in. The voice is pretend. Your wounds are real. They throb and bleed. No longer hidden where eyes can’t see.
I want you broken, battered, and beat. I want you on your back unable to stand. Its more convenient for me. It satisfies my needs. My impulse to help. My desire to please. Is it […]
Don’t really want to blog. So, I wrote this poem. Share. Dream. Live.
On the first day of sophmore year in high school my science teacher asked us to write an essay about our summer vacation. It’s obvious to me now, that he really didn’t want to work so […]
This week’s poem is dedicated to books. The ones you read that feel so real. The ones you read and wish they were real. I hope my book makes someone feel. Thizz, A Love Story […]
Happy Monday! I decided to make my poem into a meme. It’s something I wrote awhile ago when I was in the mindset of Dani, the main character in my novel Thizz, A Love Story. […]
Inspired by Colleen Hoover and her awesomeness.