Lost & Found

My inspiration comes from love and hate, And my poems are sparse and over the place. Beginning with the pain in a broken heart, To the love I painted in my art. Thoughts run constantly in my mind, They slip so easily through my fingers with time. So I write to feel and acknowledge, I write so I never fall over the edg...

Society - The Surface

Something that hit me in the middle of the night. Hope you enjoy it.

The Book I'll Never Write

A set of peoms for book I'll Never write..