Category Archives: Poems

So many words on a page So many words to write But when you finally sit down to type The words just don’t come out right Talk about this. Maybe mention that Your energy is too spent So all the words are falling flat. One deep breath in For a time to wind down. OneContinue reading “Drowning Mind”

Playing the long game.Wondering a simple question. How long is too long,In terms of being patient? Working every day.Study and try.Prove you’re reliable.No matter the time that goes by. You believe what’s comingIs what you want to seeYou feel it’s in your graspIt’s finally coming in reach Then, the day finally comesIt’s hard to believeSomethingContinue reading “The Long Game”

This to do and that to complete Read that update, every day repeat Same things to clean Little time for projects Now work where you know little of the subject Everyday the pressure is on You have to work hard. You have to measure up You can’t let anyone know you’re not enough Yet, theContinue reading “Enough”

Deep breath inDeep breath outEverything’s okayThere’s no need to freak outYou’ve done what you canYou’ve made it another dayThis is just a seasonThings will turn your wayJust a deep breath inAnd remember what’s trueYes, you’re stressed at your limitsBut someone’s holding onto youFind your place of safety Find your fortressYour protectionRemember who is for usWhoContinue reading “In and Out”

Sitting. Staring. Got nothing for the page. What a week, I think. Full of tears, frustrations, and rage. A surprise high, an immediate low. Efforts wasted and we question where to go. The brain is mush and the pen is weighed. It’s that kind of week where you just feel hated. A bit of sleep.Continue reading “Mush”

The day after tragedy feels like the hardest. Silence takes the room when you enter. You don’t look up, but all eyes are on you. They know that you’re grieving. They don’t know what to do. You try to smile. Say it’s okay. You try to act like it’s any other day. Condolences are thenContinue reading “Day After Tragedy”

Her earliest memories laid sealed away. A darkness she didn’t want to awake. On her own, she grew. The snowy mountains were all she knew. She survived. She played. But, from society, she stayed away. She didn’t understand the way that they spoke. Or their buildings, karts, or roads. She only knew nature and theContinue reading “A Curious Kitten”

What do you do when passion’s depleted?When looking at the days ahead fills you with dread?The monotony of what you once dreamed now makes you impatient and mean.What do you do when there’s no hope for change?When the days all remain the same? When you realize your passion isn’t this way. What do you doContinue reading “Passion’s Depleted”

Beware the writer They hit the pen hard They draw out their tears Each line is a scar Beware the writer For this is their release Put it all on the page Help the pain cease Beware the writer With pages of wrong A way to escape To help them move on Beware the writerContinue reading “Beware the Writer”