When the Harvest is Done

This is a poem that I just wrote. The words were simply inspired by the music I was listening to, which was peacefully somber. It was Ludovico Einaudi's "Seven Days Walking (Day 6)" album.

Acting Lessons

This is a poem that I forgot about until now, that I wrote the other night half asleep before bed. A few times in my past different people have hurt me, whether deliberately or not, and I've been told I play the victim when I react naturally with real emotions. So, apparently I must have taken acting lessons along the way if even I didn't know I was just 'playing' the victim. It's a lighthearted yet bitter poem lol.