6/2/2012.

5/26/2012.

Isn’t that the problem, I’m always being told and what you and they say is anything and everything but what is true. Well If You Told Me… and for once I wasn’t forced to listen, didn’t choose to listen, what would become of you, me, and everyone.

One single personality traits cannot define a man.

Max’s psychic experience.

This is a poem in the Tanka style. A tanka has five lines. The first line has five syllables, the second line has seven syllables, the third has five, and the last two have seven syllables.

Voices heard, rattling nonsense inside a mind lost and lonely.

Voices scream, voices lash out in a scrambled, messed up life.

3/23/2012.

A poem about hearing voices.