The ceiling lights flicker
bathing in a pool of alcohol...

This notebook, a piece of a poet's mind,
every last scribble collectively signed...

We've talked about all the daddy's
that have left their family's side...

Untitled poems
are surely some of the best...

You speak words
Sour sounds escape your mouth...

Thoughts completely consumed-
Acidic memories burn with a sensation I never...

Perhaps it's because I led a misguided youth
Or perhaps it was because my mother fell to my...

It's crazy to think-
this life that I lead...

Can one believe in love?
it's existance seems intangible...

I wrote this for a friend who endured far too much...

A lingering puppy
Follows my feet...