Simple words
from vacant voices,
mindless tongues.

Empty sounds
fill the unfamiliar

Heart pounding,
forcing smiles.
Eyes staring,
palms resting
on my shoulders.


My hands quietly rattle
the light grocery bag
my past
as I follow them
to a room.

my room

They say they’re here
for me,
they say they care.

But all I hear
are vague sounds
from the mouths
of strangers.

Simple words
that have been said before.


is now


Song Sparrow


Their song is sung
in even the darkest of nights.
Bringing the world around them
once more to life.

Their voices-
so vibrant,
so vivid,
so poignant,
and clear.
Gives them strength
to face their fears.

For the sparrow sings
its songs of life
in moments of power
and in moments of strife.

No matter how far
they may roam
the song of their soul
makes the world their home.

The song sparrows are one of the most adaptable animals on earth and can live in the best-or worst- of situations, and throughout it all, they continue to sing.

I think these birds can teach us a thing or two.


Sneaking a small glance
over my left shoulder
to gather a glimpse of who,
of what
I once was.

Never were my sights
set on my past,
but now my eyes
can’t seem to stray
from a looking-glass

The longer I look,

the closer I become.


Keep my eyes straight,
keep my mind steady.
don’t fade.

*It’s crazy where your mind will take you when you just start typing away with no planned thought. This is the first poem I have written in about a year and a half so please be kind. It was written in less than 5 minutes and I had no idea where this was going when I started typing, so I guess you can consider it “freestyle”? haha



The inconsistency of my thoughts

tangles me with myself.

I am unable to control 

the footsteps of my mind.

As my left leg longs

to step right,

my right leg reaches

to the left,

yet I know

that I should only move forward. 

I trip over myself

and fall more times

than I can stand,

so I remain


on the path to virtue.


Erupted Galaxy

I ache at the memory
of your unclouded eyes,
as I recall the clear,
crystalline reflection
that vividly portrayed
Only me.
Now, when I catch glimpse,
I see that the galaxy
has erupted
and each and every star
fell into your eyes.
Blinded by the reflections
that now infest your mind,
you can no longer
remember mine.


Fighting Fire

I have always been warned
of fighting fire
with fire,
but what if I’ve already
been burned?


The Cleanse

Step into the tide
and let the waves crash
over your tarnished being
and drown the demons
that infested
your desiccated soul.
The crowd of emptiness
welcomed the onslaught
and all you could was allow
them to encroach on you.

Find the sea and step
into the tide–
the water will wash
the afflictions away.

This is the first poem I’ve written in awhile because I haven’t had much time to write or think about things to write. So, it’s not my best but it’s something. I didn’t want to stop writing and forget that I love it so much. Hopefully I’ll be able to get a few more out this week. I hope you enjoy!