This is a poem that I wrote recently about how many of us often forget to make time for friends. Even sending them a quick text once in a while to let them know they matter is something we don't find time for, but we find time to binge watch shows, porn, social media feeds, and other time wasters.
This is a poem I wrote several years ago about my best friend. I never plan on sharing it with him, it's not something that even needs to be said, but whether he knows it or not, he has saved my life on more than one occasion.
A poem I wrote today about how I am at the point in my life where all of my thoughts are of death but all of my desires are to be more successful than ever, and about how many of my friendships are very one-sided and therefore I question their care for my existence at all as to whether I should die or thrive.