There's this funny little quirk To my writing, my poetry That's a bit dissociative, 'cause I write about a lot of strange experiences & though they're inspired by my own I rarely describe an actual experience Moreso a summation of my experiences Captured in a story that replicates the feeling Yet let's me hide behind … Continue reading The MadmaN И The Mirror

I wanted to write something Early this morning Mainly because of my semi-inspired roommate Living rent free in my head Though I do admit There may be slight ulterior motives Though only slight I can be pretty But I don't like to ponder too long While feeding that side of me ... Now What to … Continue reading Idea Factory

She comes in like a storm To blow away my world Like always - yet this time There's nothing left for her To destroy - other than my peace Though I have learned that peace Is safe inside me - the one thing I won't let go of - so even though I find myself … Continue reading Her Storm

I'm writing to distract my self from nothing Because I'm stressed out about nothing Since I have nothing better to do Than sit here and ponder about Nothing that's ever true

The days have been quiet With nothing much going on I await texts from nobody As I stare outside my window Wondering about nothing Not so much appreciating Though I do appreciate it Yet better said experiencing The silence - like an absence Of violence - a sublte symphony That sounds like an epiphany The … Continue reading Clarity

I'm not feeling bad But I don't feel great I'm stuck somewhere N'B'twee'И Again, Again & Again I find my self, lost here Since there's nothing to see All I can do is walk blindly But I've been blind Long enough to see When there's no where to go The best way is to follow … Continue reading Breeze

Writing again About what? Whatever I'm sitting here With this recent roommate Called "Semi-inspired" Telling me to write But giving me nothing to write about So I'm kinda using this like A writing exercise in school Where they sit you down & tell you to write 'Cause I have to do it myself & give … Continue reading Another Bit Of Nothing

Time is patient It's all it has & It can't run out Of itself - at least From it's perspective As once it runs out Whatever happens after Matters not to the Time That's no longer there So might as well never Have been there in the first place

I'm not gonna get my hopes up Not because I'm scared it won't happen It's just that I know whatever will happen No matter if I'm full of hope or despair & I've finally learned that though Those feelings can be fun It's more important For me to keep My Peace 'Til mine Sweet Dreams … Continue reading C Ü Again, Again & Again