I’m Losing

Did you fall for me or the idea of easy company So many questions but never enough answers I’m pulling assumptions like cards to calm my own thoughts Trying to guide myself to see my way out of the dark

Love In December

Love In December

There is something for everyone here The love is in the air Can you feel it See it Visually appealing to the peering eyes of mine I want to know it

Para Love’s Dox

If I could I would give you all of me I’ve been given everything Every word unspoken lays gently on my heart like rose petals You whisper o’love And I become the echo of your words vibrating endlessly

My Peace In Our War

Photography By: Ian Dooley

My eyes now considered a foreign invasion to my body Tears will not help the chaos Blankets of sand stretching for miles My cheek bones pressed against natures cover An abrasive texture but not for wiping away fear

Star Wars’, The Mandalorian: Refreshingly Familiar And Potentially Great

Disney’s Star Wars series, The Mandalorian, tells a new story from a refreshing but familiar perspective all about a baby who resembles the late Yoda. This story is something that should be appreciated for simply what it is — another story about an exciting and thrilling adventure.  From the moment the first scene begins you …

Grateful For Her

‪Sometimes I miss those pieces of me that have died and I’ve buried‬ ‪In those moments I want to dig them up‬ ‪They no longer resonate with the me of today so I won’t‬ ‪But I miss the security of their nostalgia‬ ‪The warmth of their memory makes me happy to have been her‬ ‪Which makes me grateful for who I am now‬

Understanding Ignorance

So many of us have mastered the art of ignorance Scared of the unknown We clutch our hands over our eyes and hope the monster doesn't get us

Day Two

I lay awake wanting to validate every emocean that wants to make itself relevant via your presence

Burn To Ashes, Love To Dust

But you set fire to my heart Heard me cry out as you walked away Why would you leave me this way Tears vaporized into thick air No help for me to call As I burned, my love fell to ash

His Inquiry

He asked me... “How was I able to share with the world the words that saved my life?” I said... “If I could conquer my fear of being rejected by the heart I sought after then maybe I can be vulnerable and undress myself for the world to see.”