Let go of the thing or things that keeps us bound.

A short poem about the inner turmoil we all face at some point or another.

A poem about addiction and the toll it takes on relationships.

My idea for acid rooms was originally meant to be either in written or drawn form. I came up with it at my friend’s house staring off into space and imagining rooms that take on lives of their own, where some can be a feeling whether emotional or of the five senses, a memory that replays over an over, a person, a place, anything really. The idea was to imagine what walking through her house would be like on acid where things are distorted and reality is unreal. This however turned into something completely different and is a series I am still working on, this is the first part.

A pretty random poem for me. This was recently written (@ the end of 2011) These were just current thoughts about my fathers past addiction. He took a long rough road but I am happy to say he is five years sober. I could never thank him enough for the lesson he taught me through his experience.

Poem about true love while in the midst of addiction.

What happens to those who rise high above, who begin by using their God-given talents for others and then lose sight of the One who blessed them?

This talks about a time in my life when I was addicted to online gaming, and how serious of an issue it is for the younger generation.

Life is short and should not be wasted, your actions and choices you make as an adolescent will have a huge impact on your future.

The road to recovery.