Sugar the kind you press to your lips and crave like an addiction Sugar the pacing and scouring kind the hormones indecision Sugar can’t pick one maybe wants them all or maybe none Sugar drape yourself in black and spill it sweetly from your poverty…

Dear Daddy, You still visit in my dreams. I miss you being here, of course. You’d be really old, too. Still, there’s so much I’d like to know. You left so long ago, and I thought I’d remember it all. I do and I don’t….

The peaceful heavens above will curse me For I have taken another hard drink Bright golden light, i will never see Into a dark bloody abyss, i sink   My mind is molted with red and black Every sin arouses my beating heart Fear is…

I’ve written too many letters to too many ghosts, ideas that I’ve lost and I faces I don’t remember. I’ve said too many sorries to people I feel have done me wrong because I can’t stand knowing that I have to do the forgiving. I’ve…

Melodies of midnight! It may kill you inside But will always heal you back It will embarrass you horribly But someday will be your pride It may be way too sweet But sometimes, also, the spice of life Black. Sometimes too white. The grey melodies…

Dear My Motivation to Write, Please come back. I need you. Yours Truly, hdrjvdghjk.

I tried to find you. It was so close like a thread snapping. I went along thinking about you like you are here. I might see you in the future. I am not sure if I will see you in the future. Things change, people…

They tell you we are the future of tomorrow but what does tomorrow hold for us seeing our the present is a mess They tell you to build and improve on your father’s legacy but there’s nothing to improve we need to start afresh from…

He writes in bytes. A bit, dim-wit attempt to pre-empt a result, an insult to Art. To depart from convention, quill-wielders detention. A constraint, a restraint, perforce to chant in six, rant in eight, a strait- jacketed, net-less racqueted game of shame, one would not…

The word Promise shouldn’t exist in any language— For it allows an easy perverted manipulation of the heart and subjects those who believe in it to be left open— vulnerably desecrated to a point that is cruel. A promise presupposes honor and should dispose of…