The Life, Man.

To anyone who’s a little messy sometimes– Life man. It’s fricking crazy. From getting up in the morning to natural disaters, tests and work, and then you think about getting your masters… There are people dying left and right, and, still, the world, it spins. And here I am, trying to love and love and…

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The End is Not Near

I love you, I do Your life has value. Whether you believe it or you don’t, Whether you will see it or you won’t, The truth is clear to me that I love you.   And I know that this world hurts. The pain– it sears and burns. And you don’t see any light, Especially…

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The Overthinker

I have a big red target, it sits right on my forehead. It torments me at night, especially when I should be going to bed. It’s two o’clock in the morning, but the target’s on my mind. Literally– it sits right in front of my brain so it’s on my mind all the time. It’s…

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To Be Perfectly Loved

I think I write and post poems often because poetry is the kind of writing that comes quickly to me. I can sit down and write poems about almost anything and I could keep on writing and writing because I want to, but not because I feel like I have to. Writing about other things…

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The Green Monster

I have a green monster She lives inside of me She snuck into my body and she filled my heart with need A need to be desired, to be number one– A groan to be remembered, like the days we chased the sun. My little green monster has latched onto my heart She reminds me…

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