Backspacing, Every rhyme, Every verse, Every stanza, Every poem, To backspace, Every thought, Every emotion, Every feeling, Ever felt....

It’s somewhat liberating, The air under the open night sky, It’s somewhat binding, How the sky holds it all. It’s somewhat pretty, All...

The rain now is not as angry as you are, The thunder silently rumbling far away, The darkness of the sky remains, Spreading the night...

…because I don’t think I’m ever slightly good for you. Good for any of the poetic words you say, Good for any of the care you take, Good...

As if the city is remembering, It’s old wounds, When she was drowning, With hope, love, dreams, And everything else. As if the city wants...

I stand there, Listening to the guitar strings, Strumming in my ears, And mellow lyrics, Creating an atmosphere. I look around, And see...

The circles seem never ending, The ones I create, The ones that create me, In this life, Which is forever testing me, Asking questions,...

Today we dream, breathe, think, laugh, smile, hope, care, frown, retaliate, fight, wish, run, chase something that might not matter so...

I smiled today until my cheeks hurt, I laughed until tears came off my eyes, My stomach hurt from laughing too much, How could I let it...

I wonder how all the song writers, Come up with words so magical; Do they sit in a dark room all day, Sipping on black coffee, High on...

I’ve seen the clear sky, Turn overcast in seconds, Just like I’ve seen care, Turn into anger, And protectiveness, Turn to possessiveness,...

There’s silence, As we float around the cosmos, A little bearable, As we absorb each other’s vibe, A little unbearable, As it starts to...