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Seven years or more ago –
Time is weird as we all know –
How am I supposed to tell for sure
How long it’s been?
Inundated, endless snow
Whose drifts supplanted water flow
And now we are all left to find a trace
Of warm within.
And sometimes sparks will light
And sometimes they’ll just wink out instead.
And sometimes when hungover
I wish I could trade in my head.
Let’s trade my heart in while I’m at it,
This thing hurts all the time.
No warranty was supplied to me
For this defective heart of mine.
Seven years or more ago
Before the world went cold,
I caught a glimpse beyond the veil
And knew it would unfold this way
But knowing that, still chose to stay.
Seven years or more from now
Will the ship continue sinking?
The only crew that’s left is me,
With endless time for thinking.
You’ve set sail anew, found yourself
Another captain.
I saw into the looking glass –
I knew that this would happen.
Please take care on your journey
Cause the weather’s rolling in.
I hope that by the time it passes
I’ll have the strength to start again.
Creamer swirling, nebulous.
The clouds within mutate.
I watch this subtle dance
And think about my fate.
Placebo makes me feel awake,
This is my routine.
Drink two cups then defecate –
Morning so serene.
I wake up as mere peasantry.
I work the mud at home.
But by the end of morning,
I’ll be a king upon my throne.
Hanging from threads that are tattered and frayed.
The voices are rising, redemption delayed.
Cacophonous tones that vibrate your bones,
Methodically melting your courage away.
Suddenly searching inside of yourself
As if all the answers are buried inside.
Far too late now to salvage this life,
How can you compete with the rise of the tide.
Hanging from threads that are tattered and frayed.
The end is approaching – the devil is paid.