sober poem
Poetry

In The Wrong Arms

The lamplight dimly spread to the corners of the room, where shadows hide and appear in our faces and cover our bodies. I only took quick glances at his face, I do not think I looked into his eyes, not knowing if they were blue, brown, or green. Read More

chains break and ray of sunshine
Poetry

Imperium

The shackles and chains softly rattle Constraints so quiet yet debilitatingly strong. My soul hums a silent and haunting song, A war cry defenseless and fortified, the internal battle. Read More

Who Will Love Me
Poetry

Who Will Love Me

I held a lover once in my hands Love I thought that’d last, untouched by Time’s sands. To be loved by another, was all I thought I ever wished for, Naivety crept in my heart, and I knew soon I’d close the door, For both I and my lover lost the love that once or never bonded us. Read More