My journey through this world and how I see things….
Though my eyes need glasses to help me see, To take in all of the beauty of the world - They also allow me to see the horrors and pain, The price of hate and violence unfurled. We are so much better than agony and killing. We are human beings, our lives already fleeting… Continue reading My Looking Glass
Overjoyed one day, I can’t stop smiling – The next, I can barely stop myself from crying. What path can I take so it can be reconciling? My mind can be great and then – terrifying. The battle that’s been waged for so long now, Only can hold the hope that it’ll one day… Continue reading Through The Darkness
Fight, or fighting, can mean different things for different people. It does boil down to some sort of struggle. The question must be asked, "Why we fight?" For myself, I have been struggling with something for a very long time - almost as long as I've been alive. It's not been always that way because… Continue reading Why We Fight
A sweet, solitary chance to create One magical machine for all mankind. The mind searches for the absolute best, Ignoring my own selfish whims and wish. A time machine to change the past perhaps? Oh, no, my darling - watch your selfish steps. Yes, I can give you one so much better - This device… Continue reading Magic Machine
Memories from the past, Seeping into my mind. A time long since passed, Desires that were declined. Shiny objects and pretty things Often asked by others my age. Waiting to see what Santa brings, Only wanting her pain to assuage. At the start of autumn long ago, My letter was written - my… Continue reading Christmas Letter
Good morning, everyone! Normally, after I've finished creating a piece of poetry, I'll post it up here for you to read without anything said beforehand. Not so much today. I wanted to throw you guys out some warnings. This particular post is in response to the #DearDepression tag that was written to encourage awareness for… Continue reading The Graveyard
I The cave is so deep and dark, I don't know where to start. How do I get out of here? Faint sound of a screech - Screeching, Screeching - What's that sound over there? II Curiosity will be the death of me, Loud and splits the ears, what could it be? Light from its… Continue reading The Light
Death's Knock Matter of my mortality raised, Understanding at a young age. Sightless stare leaves me dazed, Childish heart filled with rage. Year after year has passed, As does those I adore. Life as well as pain won't last, Death's knock loud at the door. For me, it will one day beckon,… Continue reading Death’s Knock
Dear Mama, It's been nearly 20 years since I've heard your voice or spoken to you. Yet, through a random prompt on the internet I stumbled upon today, I'm writing you a letter. There are a lot of "somethings" I wish I could tell you and questions to ask you. If you could see… Continue reading Dear Mom
Focal Breeze 