Confessional Stories

A lifetime of secrets, spilled in verses. This collection holds 100 poems born from the moments that changed me-the beautiful highs, the crushing lows, and the messy, unpolished realities in between. From the quiet joys of healing to the sharp stings of heartbreak and regret, this is my life, completely unfiltered. Step inside the pages of my journal. You might just find a piece of your own story hidden in mine.

n. the desire to care less about things.

Original poems under 50 words. All work within are my original creations. I'll try to keep this clean.

Blue, as the color of my eyes I put on you the first we met. Blue, as the color of the sky Everytime I looked up and thought of you. Blue, as the ocean which is wide and deep As the love I felt for you. Blue, as my favorite color And you would buy me everything in blue. Blue, as the mood I got the day You told me that you cheated on me. Blue, as the color opposite to yours As the color of life. I was blue and you were red Together we never meant.

This is how I feel when I sit alone at the end of the bar.

This is a book of poetry I started writing about a year ago, I've written poetry since I was 14 (53 now) but this is all new material unique to this title. The title is meant to be slightly ironic, despite the fact that a few poems that directly deal with the alienation that the title promotes, I have some sentimental poems about my daughters, wife, sister, mother and the memory of my dad. I have some that might be a little humorous as well.

My selected journal entries ranging from May 2025 to June 2026. Raw, honest, sometimes surreal entries. Philosophic reflections, dreams, confessions, vague mysteries.

Fresh, confessional, and thoughtful poems. 《{We all want something new But only if that new something turns out better Than what we know now.}》 Please feel free to interact with me --- poets have to stick together.

The Poet of disillusion is a collection of existencial poems written by a lucid and wounded narrator who refuses to live blindly. Between love and dispair, memory and self-destruction, he searches for meaning in a world that constantly denies it. These poems move through childhood scars, philosophical rebellion, spiritual exhaustion, and the fragile beauty of loving again. They are not confessional only- they are a manifesto of survival. If have ever felt too awake for this world, you will understand him. BOOK COMPLETED - FULL VERSION AVAILABLE

stream of consciousness, prose

Up for interpretation.

A assemblage of poetic forms; entry for the 2012 Attys

Olivia and Niall has broke the whole twin code between her and her brother. Will Olivia really fall in love with her brother's very annoying but very handsome friend. And what will her brother think?

I'm sorry.

An incomplete, non-chronological collection of my past flings, affairs, semi-relationships, and heartbreaks. 💔 (And the songs that went with them.)

"Estende as mãos para tocar o universo. Tudo a seu dispor: incontáveis histórias de passados imaginários e futuros brilhantes, encapsulados em microcosmos de letras, sílabas, palavras. A ideia a fascina: a menina começa a construir mundos em sua própria mente, ávidos a transbordar em realidade. Castelos de areia de personagens, vidas e falas, mesclando-se umas às outras. São todos destruídos em seguida pelo bater incessante das ondas. Histórias lá longe no oceano sem serem contadas; ainda assim, são parte do mundo que a circunda, para o deleite da menina que sonha um dia construir aquela história capaz de suportar as ondas. Um castelo que não se dissolva em pequenas partículas na vastidão do mar. "

A poem about my struggle being raised by an abusive parent(s). Rough-ish first attempt!

•deep, in the suffocating thoughts of a clouded mind• ~a variation of poems I wrote in 2019 and some from 2020