This is a poem that I wrote recently as a final goodbye to someone I loved. The last time I was heartbroken I allowed myself to find inspiration from that person for years, and while it is beautiful to find inspiration from those who hurt us and to turn pain into art, I don't want to repeat that pattern of allowing someone to inspire me too much. So, I plan for this to be the last poem I ever write about this person.
This is a poem that I wrote earlier today about how we never know who the monsters are. Often it is hard to tell who is our society is truly cruel inside and who might want to hurt their neighbors or loved ones.
This is a poem about how since I was a teenage I have dreamed of one day having a daughter named Lilly. I'm not even sure why, I just love the name and have always wanted that. The last person that I loved thought this was very sweet, and while I thought that she might be Lilly's mother, it appears that I still need to find her.
This is a poem that I wrote a month or two ago about my best friend. He is a relentless force of positivity, enthusiasm, and hard work. Much like myself he is not hypothetical and is a doer, but unlike myself he seems to always succeed.
This is a poem that I just wrote as a follow-up to my poem from the other day, "Broken Car". It is about the concept of longing for the roads in life that I never got to travel, and how instead I am trying to be optimistic about the road that I am currently on.
This is a poem that I just wrote this morning, using the metaphor of me being a broken car. I typically live in the past and stop often to think about the past, but I need to shatter my rearview windows and rust my brake line so I have no choice but to move forward in life and look towards the future.
This is a poem that I wrote recently for someone that I love who often thinks that they are much weaker than they are, not even realizing their own strength and potential that they display on a daily basis. It is a reminder for her that she doesn't hear from anyone else, including herself. She is a beautiful bird and a strong woman and inspires me greatly.
This is a poem that I wrote recently about someone I love who inspires me very much, reminding them that they are beautiful in every way.
This is a poem that I wrote recently about how life can feel like a war sometimes, and in dire situations the one who often saves us is ourselves.
This is a poem that a wrote form the point of view of someone in love with a ghost, and leaving life to join her in death. The title phrase came to me randomly, and I thought it was too cool to not write a poem about.