Category Poetry

Started writing lyrics and poetry when I was 15 because it was the only place I felt free to say whatever I wanted. Been doing it since then. No rules. Only words on a sea of white like blood on snow. This is me at my most real, raw, and unfiltered. Like a wounded animal crawling back to his wonderland cave. My poetry is a trace of blood for others to follow. Nowhere to hide except here and now.

Hell is…

One of the most beautiful cities You will ever visit Meeting someone who makes you feel real But having to let them go Finding the place they call home In a sea of lost thieves Questions in your mind That…

upgrade

It was a necessary upgrade I needed to make From my beliefs To the way My body cries But my mind feels joy And gratitude

I wish…

Would speak less Listen more Be more quiet Let the inner silence roar Would not give in to urges Instead ride the waves Find new pleasures Hiding within the storms of their minds Would turn all engines off Ride a…

Fake

Why am i so fucking fake All the time Every single conversation Possible answer Because there is no me

The last thorn

Pushed to the edge Broken and tired You let go Alone and inspired Madness twirling through Lightyears of love and truth Souls raping souls You wake up Something is different You feel light And free You made it You survived…

i talk too much

I talk too much But dont say enough Dont say anything Wear my masks So nobody can see The man i really wanna be What the fuck am i even saying now Clearly this poet thing Is not working out…

Brightblinded

When you burn bright enough You will blind anyone Who gets too close Being enlightened is a lonely path But it’s the only way to conquer The darkness within And the chaos without

Its ok To be to be this way

Its ok To be this way To not know What is going on Or what any of this means To be all these people Feeling invisible Its ok There is no you There is only creative flow Expressing itself Through…

Every single day

Hostels are Shit magnets For the lost and lonely I talk too much But dont say enough I keep on forgetting To be the person i want to be I could be Sympathise through trivialities Afraid of Being cast out…

All cities are the same

All cities are the same Shops and bars Tourists and trains You walk around Looking for something You walk through museums Sit through concerts Talk to the locals Stay in hostels Go to mcdonalds You never find anything Just another…