Poetry: Untitled

https://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js As the leaves from spring trees tire and flutter to the ground, somewhere waves are crashing and wind whispers all around. The thoughts that drift inside her mind were never quite as clear as the day when every single thought lingered somewhere near. Everything was going great and nothing could go wrong. It wasContinue reading “Poetry: Untitled”

Poetry: Fear

https://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js It’s the fear that holds me back. I’ve always said, it’s hesitation that kills my dreams. The fear paralyzes me. It’s getting thin. After all, what do I have to fear? I’ve been broken, disappointed and abused by the ones I love the most. I should not care about the opinions of strangers, andContinue reading “Poetry: Fear”

Poetry: Tightrope

It’s a fine line, a tightrope we walk. Here is a powerful, little piece I wrote in 2017 perfect for a pandemic. Tightrope I’m walking a tightrope. Narcissist, self-loathing. I’m capable of anything, but do nothing right. I am perfection, destruction. I am damaged, recovered. Keep my balance or plunge to my death. The pressureContinue reading “Poetry: Tightrope”