My thoughts are my fears, my innocence and tears

No one cannot see, although clear as can be

Death was the start, a promised life now shattered

Poor decisions began a battle between a demon and angel

Friendships shed over time…and in time mattered

What should be seen is unseen because feelings come in parts

Very few relate to the battle of war on all sides

Transition is change somewhat of an art

Displaying turmoil, pain, standstill through these eyes

Hate is strong and its pierce is sharp

Where shall I go beyond these walls with no door?

Words cannot form what is exact in this mind

Gifts of my words beam through a frozen heart

Created in rage by a shadow of doubt

Self-reflection at best of a journey all mine

Moving forward with caution to break every chain

Hurt feelings and separation is part of the path

No time to regret only room to regroup

In order to finish strong and move past what doesn’t belong


You come to know that your life may just begin,
not early…but two decades past ten.
Some of the things that were meant to be,
is not what you now see.
But you take your steps carefully to not make a mistake,
only to realize that your mistake was fate.
You enjoy every moment until they are gone,
and know that life is short and not long.
On your path to somewhere unknown,
you overcome obstacles that you have blown.
So as you are taking in all life’s blades,
you may now know that those blades, caused change.


What’s the point of having a voice when you can’t scream?.. Inside these four walls, I can’t break through

The color of black, no windows, no light, My heart is heavy and my pain has now grew

From the emotions, mental and physical fight I wonder how I ended up here in this place of no peace

Thinking back and wondering of all the possible reroutes Figuring if I hadn’t made the wrong turn, would this still be my final destination

All I want to do is find a way out, But for some reason this seems like my eternal damnation

Looking to the left and the right, up and down Saying to myself, where are all those people I once knew?

Why am I here alone drowning in my own silent screams? No matter where they may be they left me here screwed

And for some reason in my heart I know this isn’t a dream My reality is, that things were doomed from the start with nowhere to turn

No windows, no doors, no solution and no answers, A final outcome of not stressing to care why I am here and when I will leave

No hope of the ones I once knew outside waiting and holding up banners But for me to sit here alone for eternity and grieve

The loss of myself, who I was and who I’ve become…a lost soul in a box, with no lights and no air I can’t breathe and I feel as though I am going to suffocate

At the same time and in the same breath I really don’t care And for some strange reason I am content with my fate.