I see you. I know you. I hear you. I was you. Blinded by the way I was. Going through life feeling the way I did, doing the things I did. Thinking I was a good person, I was going somewhere. People liked me and if they didn’t I tried so hard to know why. And try. Try to fit in to whatever it was that would ensure they would like me. It didn’t matter what it was. I was always striving. Continue reading “Testimony”
if only I could learn not to care.
how much easier
my life would be.
not to be so moved, affected, hurt
by the things of this world. Continue reading “Untitled”
I visited darkness today.
not total, yet partial.
an eclipse in my mind,
going through hallways. Continue reading “Eclipse”
Looking at the words displayed on the walls in my old room,
A hodgepodge of rhyming lines mingled with non-rhyming thoughts. Continue reading “Then and Now”