Chaos.Chaos cannot exist without two opposites colliding head first.Yet,No one really yearns for disorder as a species hunting for some sort of inclusion.But,It makes me wonder.Why is this world so,Anarchic?If all we really want is to be part of a circle of people who call us family,Then,Why do we fight each other so often?A rhetorical... Continue Reading →
Rocky Victories
At long last…I went back home!Sooner than I thought,And,I'm already aching to go back before I lose control… Of a mind tied in a slipknot.Of a vision fighting against wind blowing debris within it,As I try to pick my eyes every few seconds even if they crust over with rocky memories flashing by… Whether it... Continue Reading →
Me, Myself & Poetry
All I’ve been yearning for is,To be like my old self again.But,Much less flawed than before.Although nothing in this world is perfect,It’s all that’s left to strive for.Because,Friends I don’t have,Alone I am,With a poem in my hands!I mean,What else should I be doing with my time in a world refusing to understand…How much it... Continue Reading →
Cries Of Thunder
These outbursts, I don't know why I have them. Maybe, If my mind wasn't caught up in past misunderstandings, Or, The reasons why I've been labeled the outcast in, A place, World, Universe, Whatever this is to anyone who's mad enough to find a definitive answer... I want them to stop! But, For some reason... Continue Reading →
Sick and Tired!
Not really angry,Honestly.Just,Ill and exhausted from,Trying to control what I can't control... Like,What Humans do to themselves!Only to point fingers and ignite their own hellish realities into existence while,Bystanders get burned.By each spark searing holes through the surface of their,Rotting hearts... Because,Isn't it so annoying?How we've lived for so long risking death with every step... Continue Reading →
The Puppet Master
Sometimes I wake up and don't feel like rhyming words together. I just, Want to tell the Universe how badly I want to feel normal. But, Not to another human trotting through lands of Love turned to a barren wasteland. More so, To whatever seems to be pulling our strings... We all want to be... Continue Reading →