Love’s Residue

The flowers had welted The vase was bone dry Although her eyes weren’t Empty tissue boxes filled her trash can Her appetite had vanished The pain was too strong She was evaporating in despair Wasn’t she enough She gave her all Tried her best To be the partner he’d truly admire Even though her friends…

An Unbalanced Apology

She cradled them Delicate bulbs resting in the crook of her elbow Seemed to weigh a ton Probably costed him a pretty coin If it was any other day, She’d be happy If the bouquet was for another reason She’d be smiling But this wasn’t any other day And it wasn’t for another reason He…

Host

Five minutes later her tears dried the crack in her heart  swelled He was a leech It was true but she loved him even though she was his host

Float

  Float away with me Above the trees Over the mountains So we can dream About what Destiny has planned For us Through the years       Photography by: Aaron Burden

Where I’m From

  I’m from land that flows with mountains of proud people full of hope. A continent that is enveloped and blessed with the riches from the creator of mankind, That produced the trail of the first grandparents of the human race. Slave ships carrying hundreds of kidnapped people to a foreign land. This is where…

A Change of Heart

  He was the man she prayed for but When he arrived in her life she was no longer the woman that spoke that prayer       Photography by: Pablo Heimplatz

What Will Remain

A deep thinker and a silent observer taking it all in, wondering why humans fight over things that’ll fade away during the duration of time Bodies will wither back to dust Money will deflate to tethered scraps Status will crack like droughted ground and the blood of the hereditary they tried to keep sacred will…

Rust and Ash

  Hate annihilates Humanity and Greed depletes Compassion A world where the two thrive will become rust and ash Rubble and dust Destroyed at the seams Because individuals can’t set aside differences and  coexist       Photography by: Morgan Sessions

Simple Reminder

‘All you have to do each day is wake up and be the best you You can be,’ She whispered the simple reminder to herself in the mirror, fixed her crown and set out to start her day being her truly unique self not giving into anyone’s construct of who she should be.    …

Scrivener’s Disease

Transfixed with a purpose A vision planted in the soul upon creation To author someone’s favorite novel A daunting dream, they know An all-consuming, Time devouring, Life claiming dream The ‘want to quit‘ is a notion that skips hand and hand with them To stop and move on Live a normal life Where the words stop…