BLEEDING COLOR
INEFFECTIVE VIRUCIDE
I’m paralyzed Inside thoughts I’ve overanalyzed Finding demons I’ve devised I’m not surprised It’s an everyday Compromised and Fertilized in fear And perfectly Standardized Inside my mind Clarified and Glorified amen My logic vaporized An ineffective virucide No longer quarantined And left to colonize Inside your love *I was thinking about Alien today and wanted…
KEEP ON KEEPING ON
I can’t keep up Though I step up And throw down Every single second I’m struggling Just to show up Trying not to give up And people keep Speaking and screaming And I keep on Dodging the words That they keep on Spitting up But I’m scared dude Mother fucking Full of fear accrued Amplified…
YOUR LIFE WILL CHANGE FOREVER
There are moments that change your life forever. Several moments actually if you live for a good amount of time. Opportunities will come and go. You’ll have to be strong enough to survive some of them. You’ll have to give each decision its day in court. Not everything will come down to how intelligent you…
I NEED TO DO BETTER
I don’t feel like I am a negative person. Do I get weighed down sometimes in all the shit I read and witness? Yes. Do I let it keep me from trying to do good? No. Do I try to stay positive even when the depths of Hell raise up and try to devour us…
EMOTIONAL VOMIT
I’m a big fan of honesty. I think if we hurt we should speak. We shouldn’t suffer in silence. But I have learned, over and over again, not every feeling or emotion needs to see the light of day in order for us to heal. In fact, voicing certain feelings can be harmful to other…
SHE SAT IN HER MINIVAN
She sat wondering what he saw in her She wasn’t the colorful person anymore The one that laughed louder than most Danced until her legs gave way to gravity She wasn’t the girl with the goth hair Or the one wearing the fishnets and heels She wasn’t that girl anymore She was too old, too…
EMOTIONAL STORM
Crashes about on rocks Sharp, cutting, slicing The wind keeps following Pushing me to move But I don’t want to, can’t Legs feel like headstones As sand etches words Into my broken skin My lips hide from hope As my heart leaps And falls back again A painfully dark cycle I stand as a…
I HOPE YOU FIND YOUR STRENGTH
I was raised by my dad to believe I was strong. That I could do anything I put my mind to. And I believed him. When it came to work ethic and morality I was as strong as most. Put a goal in front of me and I would smash it to pieces. But……









