I don’t remember when we first met

Only pictures of her at her best

Looking back, I long for days like that

She was beautiful, without a care in the world

Breathtaking, that girl

When she was new

Just a view

Would bring tears to your eyes

Beauty without compromise

But as the days go on

They grow ever so long

She was no longer the same

Her beauty had changed

She had completely different features

It was hard to tell if this was even the same creature

Her true beauty now a rare sight

The she I refer to is life

The saying is, “life shows us all the same light”

Yet the light for some looks real bright

While others fight to see through the night

Every moment with her, one should cherish

For who knows when she may leave you to perish

But if not with you, the next the curse to inherit




Some days my Faith grows weak as I search for peace
Even weaker as I search for me
Trapped inside my worldly wants
And so say ungodly thoughts
Judged by those who are farther away from he than I
They sadly live inside their lie
With a pointed finger as their disguise

I do not pass judgment upon you
I pity what you are going through
It must be hard to wear that mask
To tuck away quietly your past
To kneel to pray
But to have to rehearse what to say
It must be hard to live this way

I will say this I do believe
I trust in that he died for me
He died knowing I wouldn’t be perfect
He died because he believed I was worth it
A man with Faith who has ups and downs
A man who has grown by leaps and bounds
A man who was and is a sinner trying to get it right
That is why he gave his life
So please let him be the judge
I mean it was his blood.



 In a world full of people realizing I’m alone

Not scared strangely feeling more in the zone

I’ve been here before

now knowing what it takes

you alone decide your fate

headed toward your destination

courage, persistence, and determination

no time to wait for help

you depend on yourself

survival instincts forgetting everything else

success is your only friend

and like true love you think of it until days end

you dream of it when you sleep

longing for it finding yourself not being able to eat

success means everything to me

just don’t know what success could be



I walk that fine line
Between blasphemy and curious mind
My faith is wearing I feel myself slipping
I’m doing every thing I can to keep from quitting
Tears falling from my eyes
The wetness on my face let’s me know I’m alive
Otherwise from this pain I would have sworn I’d die
God have you forgotten me
Or is it I that has forgotten thee

Many of my readers wonder if I ever experience happy thoughts. To stop the wondering I will explain why most of the writings that I post seem to be from a sad soul. The first collection of my poetry that I want to release will be in a book called Help Wanted,  therefore the poems are all rather somber in essence or show a longing for more. The second volume that I will release shall be called The Brighter Side.  This book will contain “happy” poems of a sort and show  a different side of me .  Please join me on the journey,  subscribe to the site!

My Everyday

My Everyday

A new day begins
as soon as yesterday ends
he wakes to put on his tailor made suit
and wingtip shoes
tightening up his silk tie
feeling choked but by the fact that he is living a lie
a tortured man hidden behind his smile
drifting through the dreams of his inner-child
Silly dreams
why does he even remember these things
he use to say it happily…
This is what I will be when I grow up
The silly ambition that now makes him  want to throw up
His  Ipad is ever so lightly playing
A song by Sam Cooke that talks of change
his new found dream
to get away from his everyday by any means

Write My Tears

Write My Tears

I push tears through these nouns, adjectives, and verbs
Hear me cry as you read these words
Do not worry on the page is where I leave my pain

Every word I write
Comes from a moment in my life
Writing is my sun in the rain

Real tears
Never conquered any fears
Nor did they ever ease the pain of another

If what I write
Touches even one life
Then my tears I dare not smother




beauty is something that is seen through many different eyes

yet beauty is something that can not be denied

a mad man’s beauty may be death

an insomniacs beauty may be rest

a man’s beauty maybe the body of a woman

in everyone’s beauty is something

even a blind man views beauty in the interiors of his mind

so no matter the obstacle beauty you can find

true beauty can be found even in the dark

to find it one must search the heart

in eyes of me

beauty is everything you are and everything you ever will be