Well they got close, but close doesn’t cut it They couldn’t swing the bats last night one bit We had a good run to end up with nothing During the regular season that team was something   I...

your glances are poison, staining my heart, the longer I linger, the harder to depart.   your hands are like fire, singing my skin, none of this you may know, my animosity...

Drowning in sorrows, Awaiting tomorrows.   Each day passing, Missed opportunities flashing.   Walking past previous images, Of a girl who faced many damages.   Regrets...

To be a bird in the way that crows sit together on wires To be a cat in the way that orange cats chirp at bugs To be human in the way that humans hold an umbrella out at rainy bus stops   To...

Winter is here  Snow blankets across the naked trees,  The sun smiles but hides between the thick wispy clouds Wind rushed by her, Catching her by surprise    Winter is here Her...

The fantasy I dream of. You make me happy. I'm talking about the cliche kind, the kind where I get all giddy and hug myself, unable to contain my happiness. The kind where I talk to my mom...

20 minutes of counting sheep One sheep, two sheep, three Over the fence and through the cloud Attempting to fall asleep   Not as easy as it seems Laying in bed for eternity Wondering...

There once was a cat, Who wore a banana hat, And lived in a flat.   Her hat made her mad She looked funny—just a tad. Amused was her Lad.   It strangled her head, So...

She sits in the walls Pale in life, in death In life after death And I can’t help but feel drawn forward Toward her Sunken cheeks and see-through eyes Blue like the sea Dark like...

I have a fear of having to perform,  It makes my emotions a thunderstorm.   The sensation within makes me ill,  The feeling leaves me fragile.   I attempt to speak with weak...

Over the years I have lived many lives I have worn the crown of a king And carried the burden of a wive I climbed the highest mountain And breathed the crisp air I swam with sharks Anxiety...

Upon a field of flowers, I stand The smell of pine fills my nose. I am nothing but a wasteland I turned my head. To see the flowers wilting.   Now it is winter,  The field is bathed...