This is a poem I wrote in regards to the way US culture seems to be going. It also likely holds truth for many readers from other countries as well. It also may be received as the pointless ramblings of an alcohol addled young adult.

The suffocating feeling of love and opportunity that fills the veins to the breaking point.

This is the second of the collection.

-A.N.Trani.

This describes being trapped and seeing death.

What I am feeling at the moment… is inescapably contained.

Don’t suffer in a relationship where you are not happy – life is too short!

A piece on the downside of city life.

Being tied down as an animal and limited by restrictions.

A descriptive poem about anxiety.