You tried to hide your defeat.

Someone lacking forward momentum in their life.

This poem is speaking of the voices I struggle to get rid of every day.

That which keeps one away from sliding off the edge of loneliness and companionship.

Something hit me and then I wrote this. Hope you all enjoy it.

A brief poem.

Forgiveness is not always given. Love isn’t always pure. Family isn’t always trustworthy. True meaning of life found in peculiar places. True story, as seen in my eyes.

Tragic sorrowful poem of secrets that are never meant to be found.

A short story I had written back in the day and I have just revised it a little and made another paragraph.

A smidgen of a song I was working on back in the day.