Sirstrategery Stories

A collection of poetry I amassed over an agonizing seven months during which I slowly sawed away at the bond of my best friend and I, right up until he cut the thread. There lies much sorrow in these lines, but for all the negativity expressed herein, I hope you might find a shred of worth, however it takes you, or you it. Reflection, transparency, relatability, etc. Perhaps you can piece together your own take on the story that spun these words.

What I plan to be a collection of poems that stray from the depression and pain of my last collection, to more varied and whimsical, or lighter, at the least, topics. I'm going to attempt to add one every day, but life may steal opportunities from me. We shall see. Hope any of you can enjoy.

An ode to the ideas of a friend that I found the energy to expand upon in the sleepless hours of a Friday night. I have no plans to continue this story, but I might reconsider if I find motivation enough to continue it and alter it from the original concept. Key word being might, of course. As for the content, prepare yourself for an inexplicable short of a survival story leaving more questions than answers, and answers without questions.