Poetry Series

A rhyming poem about depression and despair and hope. Although this is another poem about defiance, it is a different kind of defiance, a healthier defiance.

I Awoke This Morning is a poem about a woman who has been through a great deal. She hopes for real love and happiness in her life. She realizes that it won't come from any man but it has to come from within.

A poem dedicated to a life of disease and disgust, wretchedness and hate

I wish you could find the same Because in your brain You seem to think that it's ok To leave someone hurting in such a way Breaking hearts, tearing apart All inclination To move past sentimental sensation Broken angel, maybe of my own creation

When the curse of the werewolf takes hold on the night of the full moon, blood will be spilled. A short, rhyming poem (49 short lines) about what it's like to change, experience the hunger, and spill blood.

Part of me Wants it all To be like it was But everything's changed You seem strange to me As soon as things go tough You said you'd had enough You left me too angry To care anymore

Could I still be a man If all of this makes me cry Maybe I'm not doin all I can Cuz maybe All your promises were lies Maybe everything We thought we had is gone Maybe that's why I wanna break down n die

A rhyming poem about standing up to the devil, about hellfire, damnation and suffering. I wrote this poem a long time ago. There is nothing autobiographical about it.

I used to think it was us. I used to think it was you. But now all I can think Is dreams never come true. Was it me, Baby? Was it no use? Is there a reason Dreams never come true? I can't stand wishin On stars that deceive. I can't be with you When you can't believe. I don't know what happened To what we thought we knew... But now it makes sense Since dreams never come true.

Take a glimpse inside a broken heart. Words weave tales of romance gone wrong, lovers abandoned and suffering on the most basic of levels. This ebook includes ten poems, the first is about friendship and the others about wishing for a lovers return.

Empty and broken, Oscillating to answer to Everything everyone says of me, Demanding my attention, No careful condemnation Erasing my innocence Invasion of anything I ever thought I'd be

Tonight, I don't think That I could put down my drink And have to go back to that Lonely, lonesome home Where it all leaves me all alone And there's no one there to hear me say That I wish with all my might That each and every night You'd at least, in a dream, come my way

This free ebook is comprised of ten poems that I wrote when I was younger. It also includes I Want You Back, a poem that garnered me the 2004 Editor's Choice Award, which was presented to me by Poetry.com and The International Library of Poetry. All of these poems are also availiable separately at poetry.com

It happens everywhere but not in your home. This is a poem about a situation that happened to a close friend of mines. She met a man and they fell in love. She moved him and his daughter into her home. This is when she finally realizes the horrible truth. I have labeled the book fiction but it's up to you to decide....This poem is not for the faint at heart.

My Dear Sister is a poem about a sister that has been kind and caring to a younger sister. It's a poem of thanks and admiration of the tender loving care received by the younger sister.

Surrounded by guilt For the bad things I've done There were so many walls That I had to build For you to tear down Turn around and then run

I still have your kiss Painted on my lips, Fingertips inside A heart of stone and ice Is this all alright I can’t help but miss Every day that you were mine I could not resist, Taken in such a way, just as is, As all I was, as all inclined To believe all of your lies

I... Don't want to hurt you But I... Don't know how much I can care All I do Is seem to curse you And I... Don't know if that's being fair

Along you go but can't seem to hold Onto the only thing you've ever known Blinded by their lights that they burn your eyes Acting like They never meant To cause you pain, to cause discontent But the lies you despise They force feed more to never realize Or simply care nothing and watch you work your way To insanity and self-decay

So alone I'm turning to stone The blood in my veins Just spilled on the ground And no one's around But pain I caused For us both It's a demon whose face Has already shown I thought being grown Meant making mistakes But taking the blame And erasing the pain And when that seed's sown Knowing that all that's known Is a lesson to learn About how not to be And what from yourself Never again to condone

You'll regret the choices that you've made, Old Man Happy Father's Day! Now the uncaring father's son Is a man Out bravin this life on his own Without his father's love Sometimes so alone

My mouth sewn shut My eyes will bleed No way to be whole Though I feel the need Rotting through a body of flesh, Infecting me with wounds so fresh Dead to my core, Hoping to be But still living no more

The touch that makes me weak Soft skin on cheek Everything wonderful When you're in my arms So breathless I have to fight to speak I love everything that you are

All this Makes me sick So much moan and piss Like I could ever give a shit Everyone everywhere Is always lookin at me They stop and stare And then blow past me Except all the ones I thought that mattered They try to bring me down, Surround me like some hypocrites Thinkin my ego'll shatter

This is a poem about domestic violence. The woman in the poem refuses to leave while her neighbors and friends plead with her. The violence is seen through the woman's eyes as well as the people around her. Her children have begun to follow in her footsteps and this should be reason enough to leave her abusive husband but she makes no attempt to leave while others worry about her and the safety of the children.

Leave me as you met me... So lonely and scared. Please forget me... Very cold and gray. I can still see you And hear the words you tried to say. You called me by name And faded away... But all I did Was come to watch you play... Come out to watch you play... Come back down and don't be afraid... It'll all be over in an instant...

This all drags me down I see what looks like blood Upon my hands and face I cannot chase away The tears I taste Or wash away all The years I've watched myself waste As I lie here so lifeless on the ground

I thought I'd murder... Hurt her. I loved it. My first love first earned I learned to not trust. I fucked my life I nearly lost my life For her For her. Whenever I saw my fuse shorter... I tried not to snap... To only get her back But not get her back.

This is a poem about a break up between two people who still love each but cannot get their relationship back on track. While one of them is willing to try wholeheartedly at rekindling the relationship, the other seems willing yet fearful of loving and trusting anyone. Can love survive in the face of fear?

She will always be everything I want and everything I wish i could need.