Do You Ever Leave Yourself Alone — Jaded
Torture syndrome still lingers at the rate of my successful climax, pedaling so far, yet the pedals always need changing. Am I doing too much? Or am I doing too little? Seems like the world would rather have torture syndrome than one less lonely pedal…
Let’s Cut to the Chase — Jaded
A poet’s fever burns faint— like the remains of strong, memorable holds. It attacks the spirit, witchcrafting isolation out of social mingling.
Just It — Jaded
Loneliness isn’t the right word for my distance. And calling me a poet— well, that doesn’t mean love will find me. When you hear opinions, assumptions, mediocrity, you learn to brush off their tracks— yes, tracks. Because sometimes you have to go back…
In the Wake of Silence — Jaded
Silence is the loudest thing in the wake of everything I’ve said. The words hang in the air, unspoken, untouched, and I wonder if I’ll ever hear them again. But the silence speaks in ways the words never could, and I listen— even when there’s nothing…
For Once in My Life — Phoenix Heart
When am I ever going to realize I’m my own worst enemy? Fuck. He’s at a crossroads with family, some friends, and an ex-lover, while repairing the workings of his self-proclaimed “turnaround.” He came back home—handsome, worrisome, and of course on edge.…
In Passing — Phoenix Heart
I am a spoof to the people, places, and things— a shadow creeping upon the weary man, hoping for a quick chat with the strangers he meets. Nightfall descends, pulling him into its grasp, still hoping for a brief connection. A hopeful friendship, a bond…
A Traumatized Mind — Journal Entries 2023
The unwillingness they face. A feeling of emptiness, a feeling of never trusting. This traumatized mindset should rest now; today isn’t his death day. This so-called life change of happy highs and lower endings— destroying your own mentality for a day’s…
Roaming Status: Pending — Journal Entries 2023
One of my defects is seeking a “shoulder to cry on…” One of my fights is seeking a “shoulder to cry on…” A journey to overcome, a trip to experience, a memory I hope to share while trying to compare, for a helpful hint in finding this middle meaning.…
I Am a Spoof to the People, Places, and Things? — Journal Entries 2023
Nighttime creeps upon the weary man, hoping for a quick chat with folks he comes across. Nighttime creeps upon the weary man, hoping for a quick chat. A hopeful friendship is read upon purchase.
What brings you peace? — Journal Entries 2023
A bit of a triggering question. I guess when you spend a lot of time alone, you end up figuring out you are the only person who can calm your nerves.