A poem about boredom.

None possible.

We all need to belong, to be cared for, to be touched and to be completed because for the simple reason that we are human being and we have emotions.

The theme of this poem is about the eternal recurrence of human existence, with the same fears, struggles, and strifes going back again and again.

Lyrics Of Emptiness.

I didn’t put too much thought into this. But I haven’t written in so long, so I don’t care that this is going backwards. It’s words. It’s something.
I should also point out that I don’t believe this at all. It was written in a moment of anger, and it may be obvious that this insinuates the power words do truly hold. I just felt like some controversy.

Some few words of my life…

Incarcerated and wanting so bad to be home with my family.

BEING STILL AND LISTENING TO GOD.

Lover’s plea.