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.
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Every Night for a Lifetime
This is a poem that I wrote recently about the loss of a love that could have lasted for a lifetime of happiness.
Everything Beautiful
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.
Fighting Chance for a Morning after
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.
In Love with a Ghost
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.
Thank You for Me
This is a poem that I wrote about how I try to be thankful even for the bad things that happen, since they allow for an opportunity for something good to happen as a result.
Fiddle
This is a poem that I write recently about how suicidal thoughts, while obviously very dark in nature, have silver linings and have in a strange way helped me over the years.
Take Me Home
This is a poem that I wrote recently about how I often live in the past and fear the future, but that giving up is not an option. Each stanza ends with a repeated verse, which stems from something I said in a prayer the other night in a shower (as odd as that sounds). I thought it was neat, so I wrote it down and ran with it.
Slow Demise of Man
This is a poem that I wrote recently about humanity and how we seem to slowly be destroying ourselves.
You Can Have Me
This is a poem that I wrote recently. I am not entirely sure who the poem is written towards; a lover, God, myself. Perhaps all at once, or a lover who is yet to come.
