Category: Psycho-Therapy & Other Writings

For The Trees

For the trees They breath When I’m drowning and have nothing to say The trees will breathe For me I have so much to say Those who have the strongest roots For me Will say it all And will speak For the trees.

Drowning In Black Waters

In her dreams she falls Hits the ground and keeps on running Never wakes before She slams into the ground. But in the black waters is where her dream ends Calm, peace and darkness Unto the end. No more crushed bones Or skull pieces…

So Cold

Go to sleep and hope for the snow. Wake up late and find a storm. It’s just the beginning, the men are dead in the fields. Horses came through, but none drew near. Valkyrie wings close down; plunging and swooping the bloodied earth. Clawing…

Who Are You

Visions of what you once were. So many months and now a sickly shadow. You take responsibility for letting yourself go. My hands were in the pot too, I say I didn’t know. You can’t hear what I say, When you get this way….

Check In

I haven’t really written in a while or had any motivation to do so. I hope that’s how creativity is. It comes and goes like a mood or the tides in and out. Usually it’s just because I am unsettled in my life and…

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