Tag: loneliness

  • The Black Veil – A Poem

    The Black Veil – A Poem

    The Black Veil – A Poem I wear this black veil of despair Like the wrappings of a mummy, Covering my self-inflicted wounds. My face frozen in cold, blank stare Trapped within my tomb, Alone in my room. Why do you continue to test me? Why do you hold out savory meat Only to snatch…

  • The Sailor – A Poem

    The Sailor – A Poem

    The Sailor – A Poem You’ve sent me off as an aimless navigator Traveling upon treacherous and torrential seas. Once was a proud and confident sailor, But now find there’s no compass I can read. Needles spin with the wind and poles have no meaning When they are altered by my heart’s magnetic field. And…

  • One Day At A Time – A Poem

    One Day At A Time – A Poem

    One Day At A Time – A Poem The cool breeze of fall Grips me in a trance, Lost in a dance that I wish I could take part in. But these feet waltz alone And these fingers intertwine with no one, Holding nothing but empty space. It’s just me beneath an October moon, Admiring…

  • The Trouble With Love – A Poem

    The Trouble With Love – A Poem Why do I continually let people into my fragile heart Who have no business being there? Why do I continue to trust in the promise of love When it only breeds deep wounds of despair? “I Love You’s” are thrown around like hellos, Promises given without the trace…

  • One Is Never Enough, Ten Will Never Do – A Poem About Addiction

    One Is Never Enough, Ten Will Never Do – A Poem About Addiction

    Having suffered through the bonds of addiction, I sought in this poem to somehow put into perspective what the transformation of an addict is like. It never starts off as tragedy, but as a solution to all life’s problems – the missing puzzle piece that we’ve been searching for all of our life to make…

  • Coming of Age – A Poem About Growing Up

    Coming of Age – A Poem About Growing Up

    Coming of Age – A Poem About Growing Up I walk alone down the streets of time,Constantly searching, yearning for a home I can call mine.But the migrant bustle, hustle through the downtown streetsMakes it nearly impossible, a distant and unattainable feat.Who are these faces that stare back at me?Why do they appear so alive,…

  • Dealing With Winter – Learning From Nature

    Dealing With Winter – Learning From Nature

    The temperatures are already putting me in a bad mood, and even though we’ve only had one snowfall, I’d say I’ve had about enough for the year. It is way too early to be already having blistering temperatures in the middle of November in Indiana. I do have a tendency to suffer from SAD (Seasonal…


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