Tag Archives: poem

Nightmare Passing

What I saw is true, That if I couldn’t screw, You would have never manipulated yourself into my bedroom. I had been standing there for two years And I hate that I question why I should have gone with the right thing but got caught in the left hook of your thorn ridden wing. A… Read More »

Never Meant For California

You were drawn to me, Pretty and smart, You once, Multiple times, called me, A Work of art. I met you in California, We both know this state is, And never, Was, Home for ya. I told you that my heart was frozen over. But that I could still be your lover. We both sing… Read More »


Today I came out from a haze It was a Sunday.   I know my wildfire persona has been tamed But I have never laid in my bed   In pain   Feeling absolutely mundane.   Being as low and hallow   But still acknowledged and admired.   Like the momentary nostalgia and comfort on… Read More »

A Message of Worldly Awareness

The world is crying in fear. For there is a “man” In office, Who hates: Women, Gays, Trans, And Queers. How weird, That humanity would vote in an asshole and consent to all this I * N * S * A * N * I * T * Y But really, What the fuck? The… Read More »

Message to Survivors;

I’m tired of being censored. I know all my loved ones are so concerned, But haven’t you all learned? I need normalcy- I yearn for it. My trauma drama is getting real old, And I have been told, That I’m getting too old to be scared of; Showers, Certain hours, Monsters dark powers. I turn… Read More »

“Though she is tiny, she is fierce”

The cocaine lines done on the outline of my soul are heavy I’ve been screaming that I’m ready. To take charge, I’ve been living large, Choosing to indulge in the natural highs of life. Because no one tells you that the worst come downs are when lies are uncovered, And I landed in reality. That… Read More »

Remember December?

Why must I feel as though I am sinking ships either for myself, Or the disappointment of others. I refuse to give up on me, Because I’m doing this for all of the beautiful souls who never got the chance, Little honey bees that were never able to fly, They got stuck getting high. I… Read More »

Little Lion Cub: Rewritten

Formally, I would like to point out that writing this piece; I kept my peace. Once upon a dark time in my life, I was one some nobody’s ‘cub’. And though I had long loved The Lion King before this toxic time, this movie became a strange and twisted theme to my life. But I… Read More »

Wandress State of Mind

Though I run till my breaks hurt I have loved till I tasted dirt. And all of the embodiment of a 4’11 squirt. I have no reason to apologize for all of his lies. Those caskets are dry to the bone and buried with his dull knives. People come and go but I still stay… Read More »

Crowded Places

I know you want to go different places, I know the way I tour around so freely is so romantic to you, No set destination, Just me, tapped into my destiny. Who is this girl? She’s so frantic. She’s so clumsy. She’s so crazy. Hair of January embers, Her red still shines in peeks of… Read More »

Poems continued

See all this inspiration, love? See all this ambition, love? I flew from you, a broken dove Bleeding dry from lack of love. My darling Lucifer, this if for you. Your fur was made of scales, that reflected each one of your twisted tales. And then when the princess became witness, she came to the… Read More »

Breaking Her News

I make headlines like bloodlines bloody eyes, bloody lies bloody demise I’m on my reprise; it should be no surprise when I rise to make a point that this joint has been worn out, has been blown out and sneezed away.   So sway to the rhythm of something new, and maybe you’ll get a… Read More »

Philosophies and Poetry

I’ve been accused of overdosing on confidence. Never. That girl used to sniff poison to her veins, Now the chemicals that concoct all her congrats and credentials Are thanks to her newest confidence confection I drive to the empty parking lot of my School S * A * N* C * T * U *A*R*Y… Read More »

Tattoo’d Meanings

Sinking Seeping Sweeping Where do all of these things come from? She is looking for a sign, to lead her in the right direction Haunted by the successions of her brother Of her dear old, Father. Mother swiftly lifting away But can still admire her little sunray Rinsing Relaxing Rising Regrowth holds immaculate power that… Read More »

Mama’s House

There was a boy who lived in a house Where the walls had holes that echoed opened wounds That secrets and cement have paved over This home raised a boy Who turned himself into a man But childhood is a parabolic shadow That molds and metamorphoses From boy to man But though he wrote chased… Read More »

For My Dream Job Partner

Authors note: I am profoundly and wholeheartedly broken at the horrific news of the passing of a magnificent young woman. Who walked hand in hand into a job with me, we both dreamed of pursuing.  Though I suffered a loss and hardship and had to let my dream sail sadly away- she continued her journey.… Read More »