try stop me

I see them in my mind, suffocating on their own breath, they march by, in pairs, without rest...

This Summer: a diary entry

The terror compresses me: a darkness that fills my lungs, unspoken words dying on my tongue...

The primal feeling of wet grass between my toes, The nostalgic smell of sweat flowing to my nose...

how do I stay grounded, when my instincts tell me to fly? how do I see the beauty all around me, if ...

The world w h i r l e d by, and then went upside down. My sight, blanketed in darkness...

it’s easy to crumble in on yourself, to disconnect, to pull yourself apart piece by piece when...

Normally I'm not into stereotypical motivational poetry but this is definitely something different...

By giving them sights, I render them blind. The reflections of the stars I dropped in the skies are...

Dear Me: I'm writing here today, to let you know that it's all....

there's no more time, the river dries at nine, will i reach it time? will i run out of time?...