his sister recently produced a baby full of giggles at the littlest of things

the first girl that ever broke his heart married her soulmate last week

his parent's marriage failed but mom and stepmom are the best of friends

kathy may down the street who always wore pigtails went on her first date,

only to be proposed to on the same night.

he gave a toast at his best friend's funeral right in front...

my favorite color is pink

but it was so stegmitized growing up so i always say green

i don’t tell people i use to watch wresting

because i haven’t in years and people always make me feel bad for saying anything

i can’t stand the sound of bones popping

but i try to ignore it because as soon as its out there everybody wants to pop

i came out when i was thirteen

but i don’t tell people since i have n...

kiss me

one day i’m going to kiss someone for the second time ever

and i’m going to tell everyone it was my first kiss ever

until things go bad and it makes me sick to think i kissed them

and i’ll find someone else to kiss for the third time ever

and they will be my first kiss until the cycle repeats itself

until eventually i do forget my first kiss

then my second

and my third

until i get good at ...

my eyes are no match for the sight of my brain

they flutter back and forth between him and he

knowing nothing on site

but knowing all on feel

he lives in a fantasy world beyond fantasy

that lives in my delicate little brain

wishy washy on the straight facts that go with him

his dooming and loud personality

contrasts to his sweet and loving side

that only exists within the walls of a fake memory

w...

in the hands of our creator

one world under one hold of the god

watches us and we watch him

but do you know the feelings of our god?

i can’t help but feel overwhelmed

when i think of how much they have gone through, god

please be temporary with your mixed emotions

all will be handled under your god

love thy creator

love one’s self of a god...

i haven’t seen my bedroom floor in almost two months

everytime my mom enters

she is taken back by the smell

but i have grown use to it

i lay in my own filth

accumulation of my dusting falling behind

and my own body having not felt water in weeks

bathroom trips are equated to gorilla warfare

crossing the depths of hell

trenches made when i drag my feet and make a path to get out

memories of my p...

Death is never a good thing, even when it is welcomed. Tears are still shed, and thoughts still hurt. We expect it to come, and know that sometimes it’s just knocking at our door. It’s never easy, even when we want it to be.

I had been through everything with her. Sleepless nights as we both tried to calm the other, it’s the result of two friends who both had toxic minds. We spent weekends tog...

When I look into your eyes

I see wonder and desire

While you see the poop stained color.

The dirt gives us life

Growing trees and flowers and food

For us to devour every night.

Raw skin

With dollops of darker freckles

Sun kissed goddess.

We hate the color

But it is beautiful....

Itchy scratchy please

Bugs call your name home like I

Squish below my feet

Fresh cut yard makes smell

We don’t want to hurt you no

Trim trim you are pretty

Give birth to new life

The flowers and the people

That you take to rest...

I wake up. Pour a cup of coffee, mixed with two tablespoons of French Vanilla creamer, topped with whipped milk. My couch is clean and neat from the night before, from the movies I had watched last night. Yesterday’s news gave light to my issue to go with what’s popular, not forming my own opinions. “Listen to your ideas more” and I listened by taking the whole day to watch movies, read articles, ...