Poems – Distorted Clarity

One day I’ll come back

One day I’ll come back here and see the things I had yearned to write upon. They will be the clues for my hide and seek for the words now lost within my head. Somehow I will splice them all together and they’ll never be what I had once intended. Or I think not… IContinue reading “One day I’ll come back”

A child named Fear.

I’m not sure what’s in my head, I want to write on this but it’s spinning so much and I can’t get it slow enough to see or hear to make sense of it. There’s just so much up there in my head and it’s always trying to sort things out. I wish I couldContinue reading “A child named Fear.”

Ken Doll

Poem from May 2012 added on Poems page.

Poem from the past

You see these tears, and think me pathetic, call me weak. These tears are not formed from pity, not filled with sadness, not a sign of defeat. These tears were born from frustration, filled with fury, a sign of determination. I dare you, call me weak again, and these downcast eyes of mine will riseContinue reading “Poem from the past”