I Smirked a Few Times, Then I Just Played Jenga by Myself — New Poems
No rage, no roar— just a calm, chilling nod, as he painted the walls in gold. Mocking the links, talks, and winks, everything with a goal. Piece by piece, trying to knock him down. In solitude, they found…
Sensitive, You Say? — New Poems
Oh, I see. You spit on my shoes, and when I notice the stain— I’m the problem. How sensitive of me to not say thank you for the character-building mud. You hurl disrespect like Mardi Gras beads— cheap,…
The Happiest Meal I Ever Did — New Poems
They say Hell is fire and brimstone. They say it’s pitchforks and screams. Lies. Hell is a brightly lit diner with checkered floors, a jukebox that only plays Kidz Bop covers of Linkin Park, and a greeter named Cheryl who will ask if you’ve tried the…
Less Is More, Right? — New Poems
You’ll always be talked about, Reality made you the hottest topic, Feels like a one-hit wonder. It is what it is. People who talk shit don’t matter anyway, Like a shadow smoking a cigarette on a billboard at midnight—…
The Mirrors Scream Back — New Poems
Trauma— the most elegant way to call someone selfish without ever moving your lips. Funny, isn’t it? Some play dumb. Some fall apart. Some wear the crown like they earned it— forgetting they started the…
I Met Someone, Let’s Say Him Is Me — New Poems
And he sings Frank Sinatra It’s funny how life got so serious, The kings of Bloody Mary tried to destroy the same Prophet from the kings that praise his cold shoulders It’s funny how life got so serious But I was the only…
The Man Who Never Died All at Once — New Poems
I’ve lived a hundred lives, none of them simple. I died in corners no one looks — silent deaths, small fractures inside me, one after another, like cracks spreading through glass. But somehow, I kept getting back up —…
Heavy on Pride, Disguised in Triumphant Chaos — New Poems
I rode the levels—highs that crack the sky, lows that kiss the floor of hell. Still, the phantom taste of something lingers— some product, some poison, some memory that won’t let go. They tried to run with my soul,…
To Self-Care — New Poems
Is it something you chase, or something you wear? Do you seek inner peace like a prize to find, Or do you refine the battles inside your mind? Are we just cells, just atoms in place? Or is there more beneath this face? If…
I Didn’t Die — New Poems
I just stepped off Earth for a while. I sat with the higher ones — talked, laughed, listened — and then they sent me back. I was granted another chance. Now I know the quiet joys of simply waking up. The responsibility…