Highest Rank: #39 in Poetry A collection of my poems, written in either free verse or meter, ranging a variety of topics.

My astonishment orchestrates a gasp in my lungs, glues a hand to my mouth as I stare surprised at the mess on the bedroom floor who still hasn't recovered, and through this all I can only shape one sentence that sums everything up pretty well, a sentence that pains me to say. "You're sick, Lucien." All my companion does is install a narrow tunnel into his eyes, a conviction like no other. "Isn't every writer?" All Allen Ginsberg needs is a library book on rhyme and meter, things he absolutely abhors for being so ever present yet things he requires for his blog article. What he finds is rather a young librarian and writer by the name of Lucien Carr, choking on cigarettes and booze and the glamorous life of deterioration -- and just like his writing, it's quite magnificent. ~~Wattpad Featured Book 19 September, 2016~~

You have two choices: to let your mind control and pull you under or prove to yourself that you can take control of your life. ©2015 | rdysasi

You can never see yourself unless you look into a mirror and even then, it's only a reflection. And because of this, sometimes other people can see what's prominent in you even if you think they're wrong.