Walked To Death

It was as midnight as midnight could bethat late, dogs cried at the moonall the way downas I followed you straight to an early gravenot once knowingignorant, childish, wishing for my own homewe shared nothing no words, not… Read More

Journal Entry # 197 – Silence is Deafening!

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends. – Martin Luther King Jr.

Unfather’s Day

Today, I don’t want to exist.Tomorrow is fine, but not today.Today, I don’t deserve anything. I hate the happiness, I hate the gift ideas.I hate the attempts to cheer me up from friends and family.I hate cards, I… Read More

My Heart in a Bottle

Like a bottle in a vast ocean…I’m driftingfurther and further from your beautiful shore, I floatmy body breaking against violent waveswhich pull me far far from the horizonalone, I wade, no one around to hear mefor the longest… Read More

Journal Entry # 166 – It’s Lonely Behind A Mask

You deserve to rest. Even if only for a moment. Put down the weight you’re carrying. Let go of the need to keep it all together. Take off your warrior mask. For this moment, now … just breathe…. Read More

No News is Good News

Hey all, How are you settling into the new year? Are you still hitting it out of the park with the resolutions? Come on, you can do it, don’t give up. I believe in you.

Betrayal

Between fact and failureI lay face down in muddied waterNeck broken, heart stillMy sweat unrecognized, salts cold bloodFor I am left behindjust like othersfind me beneath the gallows…at first sign of weaknessthey will sip their drinks, sip fasterat… Read More

Dream A Little Dream Of You

tell me how I can make a dream come truelike the one I had last night of youand then there was the night beforeand…well, so many many more it’s the one where you said helloand the tears suddenly… Read More

Plagiarized Love

my love for you is like a book with stolen pagesbeautiful words eraseddeleted lines…replacedeverything’s torn from the very bindwords rewritten that were never minean unknown author with a tale of a broken heartspends his lonely days with nowhere… Read More

Journal Entry # 152 – Truth Can Hurt, But It Can Also Heal

I’ve wasted so much time and heartache trying to find out why someone no longer loves me. When all I had to do, was accept that they probably never did. Therefore, I’m free. – Ash