How he lives

Hi! So I’m back apparently and I’m not doing so well. I’ve been struggling to focus and commit recently. Like literally, I haven’t been able to focus on anything. And commitment is just a foreign word for me. I’ve always been a runner. Running away at the mention of the slightest inconvenience. But there’s a

Another silly little poem

I don’t believe you when you say I’m just a phone call away, Hate to break it to myself But no one cares if I’m okay, Spent my whole life searching for a sign Maxed all my credit cards, So why am I still waiting in line? Butter me up, With all your fake validations,

Blue pill, yellow pill and the white one that makes you go numb…

Just my second post and I’m already jumping into the heavy stuff. Whew! Boy is this gonna be a doozy. So I feel like you should know a little about me before I start rambling. You know, just so you can get the context. I mean don’t get me wrong, I’m all about being mysterious

A new story begins…

So, here I am, starting a new chapter of my life. And what better way to start than quoting your favorite poet? I believe it’s prudent, if not necessary, to begin your journey as a writer by paying homage to your source of inspiration and strength. The strength to wake up every morning and go