Minor chords, deep love, and conversations by the fire

I’ve been afraid, hiding myself away for a while lately- But long dreams and brisk nights enhanced my style greatly- Realizing what it is that I admire, Minor chords, deep love, and conversations by the fire.   I’ve got thanks to give, Thanks to everyone I’ve ever known. Everybody I neglected here’s the love I … More Minor chords, deep love, and conversations by the fire

Unnoticed

While light and dark times were frequently drawn, foggy grey days seemed to go unnoticed. They breezed by with the gentle wind that was neither overly violent nor calm and soothing, it simply was. The steadiness of it took the day before it could even be lmentioned,sadly. A lot should be learned from those moments, … More Unnoticed

Exit signs

Exit signs never went by slower Each one seems the same Weary but headstrong Slow right lane driver Stand by me on the radio, couldn’t ask for a better song at this moment , perfect In the front looking for bowl, now looking for phone Wondering if the night was worthwhile, I say yes Even … More Exit signs

No sun today

How can a sunny day hurt this bad? How can my favorite place feel like the worst place in the world ? Even The beautiful sea rolling in seems a darker blue, And the white clouds although scattered don’t catch my eye like usual. The beach grass bent over never seemed so violent The waves … More No sun today

Veneer

Some things are too predictable I see em from the start. People acting typical not thinking with their hearts. Maybe I’m just difficult and lookin way too hard. But if I want the truth then I don’t have to look too far. I keep it brutally honest even if it’s not that easy you wont … More Veneer

August 9th

August 9th It begins like every other one does a young man not sure if he’s Fallin in love . He knows how he feels but he holds back, knowing someday that’ll wish he could go back . He was hesitant, unsure of what the other felt, probably isn’t mutual is what’d he always tell … More August 9th

Scraps

My life is such a self fulfilling prophesy, daily loosing traction and there’s still no one that’s stoppin me. People think I’m awkwardly depicting what it is unheard, this is just that one word that hits you in that one nerve. Life .searching for a purpose in the midst of feeling nervous tryna make sure … More Scraps