Fast-paced blinks become Tiny blankets to cover Days of nightmares Dark and scary routines All liting the road ahead All blue and black to shed The streetlights damped With the viscous mist Coming from the steaming pile Of lies littering my life The empty road Like a mattress store With cushions painted in code AllContinue reading “Last Car Ride’s Sleep”
Category Archives: Poetry
Circling Night
Everything kinda sucksAt 4 am the night isn’t warmerHowever closer the sun is to the horizonOnly brighter street lights and tree stumpsEnough waiting for midnight to passAnd my legs feel numbColder than the air around themDrained from all desire to walk againThe ceiling could collapse this very secondBut my body would stay stillNo sense ofContinue reading “Circling Night”
Our Little Piece of Everything
The world is going to be okay Right now it really sucks The setting is changing People are angry Voices shouting and echoing A human reaction Us fighting against something Realizing something isn’t right And we want to make it right The world knows Our planet moves in unison She grows, she changes Next toContinue reading “Our Little Piece of Everything”
Unturned
This is a poem from before COVID when we could sit at a park and try to guess the stories behind every bystander’s life.
Pandemic Holiday
There is a lot to say about this weird Holiday season we had to go through.
I Can Feel
It is 4am when I’m publishing this but I was woken up by this idea and I couldn’t get it out of my head. Let me know if you enjoyed it.
The Gifts of the Mind
This is a poem inspired by Wallace Stevens, submitted for a contest in AllPoetry.
Burning Insomniac
After more trouble sleeping I decided to write a poem on it, on what was keeping me from it.
Quick Math for Anxiety Attacks
After attempting my first half-marathon I realized how similar the feeling is to going through an anxiety attack. Here it is how.
Starved Anger
When you need to shout in anger, you better make yourself heard, otherwise the anger will just ask for more.
