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.

We are all

We are all lost Behind the facades Same old lies Behind these eyes Snowy march in bucharest Gonna head south Just somewhere else Cant seem to find The connection Some days are better Than others But when its too good…

FUCK THE WORLD WITH LOVE

Fuck the world with love FTWWL On a Bosnian train Thinking about her again There is anger in my heart I ride with it as if its all i got Is this why rock stars kill themselves? God i miss…

The One

Positive poetry The One One day You will meet the one When you have become Who you really are We are all waiting For your singalong So many years I was so afraid To step out of my cage Lost…

relief

lost in the snake pit of conformity the belt tightens sloshing through the mud heart frozen shut friends lost in the fire look around to see drunk on purple flowers find the missing links go inside them like it’s nothing…

facades

We are all lost Behind the facades Same old lies Behind these eyes Snowy march in bucharest Gonna head south Just somewhere else Cant seem to find The connection Some days are better Than others But when its too good…

fuck texas

FUCK TEXAS i’m the mountain man come down to disneyland put the cunt back in country and the dick back in dixie

God knows

god knowshow many lovers we will passon streets we leave forever god knowshow many realities competein between sheets and screens

poem

the last days before sunshine invades she’s got more bark then bite after this one, you are on your own warm glow fills your bones into reverse cowgirl? she whisepered in my ear i said i’m into things that would…

a friendly reminder

somebody built this made something out of nothing put their time on the line concentrated hard kept monsters at bay tried to be a good man couldn’t always control his emotions that girl at the bar that moment we are…

surrounded by idiots

oh my fucking god. these people are insane. they are trapped. the adults, the kids, the grandparents. They’re all fucking insane!!! Developmentally at about age 12. Stuck in their ways. Ignorant about the basic things in life: health nutrition spirituality…