Category: POETRY

  • i’m sitting on my mother’s bed

    i’m sitting on my mothers bed.i’m grown now–not really,but it feels that way sometime. i watch her stare at herself in the mirrorwith disgust.“god i wish this tan would go away.i’m so dark,i’ve been trying everything to scrub it off.”i’m taken back. i’m a child,standing in the shower.i take the new loofah my mom got… Read more

  • selfish creatures

    the gods are selfish creatures.they cheat and lie and stealto get what they want they are not so unlike us,these gods. Read more

  • guitar strings.

    every strum onthose stringsis another memoryforgotten. i would playforeverif i could. Read more

  • there will never be enough, will there?

    you walk into a roomand the clock on the wallis ticking and tockingand ticking and tockingand ticking and tockingand its gears are turningand its hands are spinningand the time is runningbecause time is always runningand you are always runningand rushingand goingand doingbecause we are all runningand rushingand goingand doingbecause we are nothingif we are not… Read more

  • broken bits

    i feel my heart shatteringsplintering into a million placesfragile shards stabbing meripping me apart from the inside outthe broken bits of mebegging to be seento see the light Read more

  • someone beautiful

    i am aterribleawfuldisgustinghorriblesickeninghideouspatheticuselessperson.i won’t deny it.but every once in a while,someone beautiful tries to show herself.she tries to take over.i almost believe her.i almost believe that she is me.but how could i ever be beautiful.when i’ve done so manyterribleawfuldisgustinghorriblesickeninghideouspatheticuselessthings.i could never be beautiful.i could never be her. Read more