I fought hard to hold back the tears. Then I remembered that even the skies cried.
A Dozen Questions
I wanted to create something for anyone who’s ever been hurt, victimized or betrayed by someone they trusted. My goal in this work of art was to capture the beauty of love, heartache, vulnerability and pain. And to show that from the depths of pain, something beautiful can be birthed.
Hiding behind only the lies I've told myself for why you haven't called. Never fall for a poet.
Love, never hurt anybody. That was rejection, baby.
Xmas without Christ
A Christmas poem.
There Goes Your President
He actually won. Now what?
Different week. Same hustle.
Do you believe in magic?