Poetry

Watching

It’s not the outside world I fear most; it’s the inside one, the one so near that disturbs me. Everything burns. The heart. The soul. The thoughts that can find no solace in a world drenched with blood and flame and not a cloud in the sky to rain down purifying waters so desperately needed.… Continue reading Watching

Poetry

Advent

I didn’t lose faith in humanity, humanity robbed me of faith shard by shard rhyme by rhyme time by time year to year month to month week to week day by day hour by hour minute by minute I was made to stray as they crushed my hope, as they bent my will away, person… Continue reading Advent

Poetry

Ever-

Without end, an ever-flourishing divide between. An agreement they hold of their pleasurable coherence and my floating away from anything resembling, staying the sane chasm flaunting its ever-widening gap. With no escape from surrounding outside normality, no escape from compressing solitary confinement. Cornered into an ever-increasing faith for the unrevealed answer whose revelation is no… Continue reading Ever-