You wish to take flight. To soar through life like those before you. But you remain on the ground watching others fly away. Believing your wings broken and clipped. But a butterfly could despair in the past. Never knowing the beauty it holds. And silly you, you follow the butterfly. Not knowing that your wings…

There is only one thing left to do. Get back to it. You fell off. You messed up. You missed it. Get back to it. *** Would you let this be your ending note? Get back to it. You caught up. You fixed it. You found it. Get back to it. *** Correction was what…

Turns out it is easier to power other people compared to myself. What comes from the heart works best for those blind to it. So please let me be your battery. I promise to never fail. I crave a love blind for both you and me. Let you be my all so I can be…

The second collection of poetry written by me is now live on Amazon. There are 300+ pages of carefully edited poetry and 50 professional illustrations for your viewing pleasure. The main themes for this collection are healing, resilience, and human nature. I am incredibly proud of this particular poem set and really hope you find…

I fear I must be strong to survive. What I fail to guard against comes around. I must compensate for my weakness for I fear what the future holds. Not is all lost however. There is exactly one exception. An outlier so beautiful that no rhyme or wit would do. I can be weak with…

Home is where the heart is. But this place was a rotting carcass. Trapped on all sides by stagnation and putrid memories. Maybe if she could escape and start again. She could then flourish. But until she can break free, survival is her goal. As long as she doesn’t end up like that house.

Everywhere I look is gray. Darker here. Slightly lighter there. But still a noncommittal shade of gray. Life was never supposed to be like this. The fact that black and white would never be separated never crossed my mind. By no means am I picky. I would never demand different types of colors. But oh…

I try. Again and again. I want progress. I need to do better. What type of life would I have if I never did better? I would have never made it half as far. *** Then I sit up here with my satellite view and despair. No progress has been made. Still in the exact…

I once saw a rescue bird for sale. A great white parrot that should have evoked a sense of grace. But instead I laughed. This bird looked absolutely ridiculous for it had no wings. It was just a head on a round little body. The mind could not properly comprehend it. That creature looked so…

Life has reached critical mass. Knocked out all the support beams I carefully built up. The sky is falling now. Dripping with that late night ambiance. It is darker than any I have ever known. For all the supports have broken and there is no repairing them. The end of the road has never looked…