Tears

You told me you would never make me cry, But I’m lying in bed with you, wiping away the tears from our last argument.

In a Rut 

I hate my poetry rut…. The one where I can’t quite find the right words or make the right phrases flow like poetic gospel. UGH!  Hopefully I’ll be out of this rut soon. I would really like to perform something at the next open mic night, but if I don’t have anything that’s worth it,…

My Upcoming Leap

So, this may not be a big deal for some, but I will be performing at an open mic night this month…. *pause for reaction* I’ve never been so nervous in all my days, but I need to take a leap of faith sometime. I’m working on some new poems, and so far I haen’t…

Blast from the past

So, I’m starting to type all of my old poems and save them on my jump drive so that I don’t lose the papers or they don’t start to fade. I couldn’t help but laugh at myself, because I started writing and really keeping my poems together around 9th grade, so I will say around…