Poetry

The sadness comes knocking at my door, creeping through the cracks like cold mist, leaving me shivering as it slinks its way inside. An unwelcome visitor, to say the least, and…

Ten years back, I was falling into my first bout of depression and unexplained sickness. You were a good friend, and you came home from college and made me talk…

Why do people have to die and leave an unstoppable leak that is never quite remedied and your heart bleeds first loudly like a rushing river and then over time…

My soul is no longer in a cage of other’s expectations, definitions, or confinement. I’m riding the wind of freedom, I’m learning to fly. The horizon stretches out before me…

They said I shouldn’t be wild-hearted
Because it meant I was uncontrollable.
They said I shouldn’t be wild-hearted
Because it scared them,
And they didn’t understand why–

it is the hardest thing to watch someone you love in destruction mode denying their inner anguish pasting band-aids on bleeding gashes that spread and spread their darkness until they’re…

Show me to walk barefoot in the grass and feel the earth beneath my being. Show me the tales in my friends struggles, and the laughter of their freeing. Show…

Beauty’s in the eye of the Beholder. That’s what…someone (?) always says. But it’s still so damn confusing: There are too many Beholders nowadays. Let’s start with something easy: Fashion.…

Drip, Drip, Drip, Drip, Drip. This is my brain on Lyme’s Disease. About as useless as a leaky faucet in performing it’s basic function. Everything is slow and meandering and…

The War Inside My Body There is a war inside my body. My brain explodes with bombshells of pain, the fog of the frontline never clears. My muscles fire their…