My Love

I got a little lost, for that I apologize

I found my way back and am more wise

Never did I think our love would falter

Here we are now running to the alter

I wish we didn’t lose our time but the truth is we did

For you, I’ll make this promise, kid

I’ll love you forever and this will never change

Hand and hand we will conquer anything in our way

Never will I stop fighting for you

Because never did you stop fighting for me




New Year

I am thrilled to welcome 2017! I have such high hopes and to be perfectly honest, it’s already 110% better than 2016! I haven’t felt this happy and free in ages. I’m trimming the negative and embracing the positive; this includes people.

Not to knock 2016, it definitely had its highs, but unfortunately I feel that the lows were quite low. I’m back and I’m ready for battle!

I love the way time works everything out 🙂


There’s No Poetry Left


The moon’s illumination in the dead of the night

A hauntingly peaceful sight

Dimming light, flickered one last time

The stars are falling from the sky

Disappearing as quickly as they appeared

The sun’s bright light masks the stars

Fooling those who sleep through the night

A poet’s soul, just like the stars

Is buried deep and lost in space




Just a vent

Consider yourself lucky if you can’t relate to what I’m about to say

Think of it as a gift from the universe that not everyone receives

I hope the stars align just right for you

And I truly hope this is something you would never do

Sometimes the people we are closest to are the ones that hurt us the worst


Because they’re the ones least expected to

The ones we can be ourselves with, confide in, and expect to be there when we need someone

But sometimes they’re not. They’re just big disappointments.

I guess we need to keep in mind that we’re all human

We’re all on our own journey in this life

Sometimes we cross paths with others and walk the road together

But sometimes… sometimes we turn separate directions



Storm Cloud

A distinct disconnect between the lightening and the cloud

Thunder echoes through the dark hills

Static stings in the air

A night so hot and humid

Stars hide behind a gray blanket

Pretending they don’t exist

The only thing that seems real to me

Is the fantasy of love’s kiss



Slightly star-crossed as Fate twirls my life in her hands. She has a deranged sense of humor; laughing maniacally  as she intertwines love and misery.

Fate and Karma waltz together and frolic in the pain they concoct.

Instantaneously dismantling all stable ground from under my feet.

Splashing in the sadness, giggling and holding hands.

Spiraling they go hand in hand; weaving emotions and hurling them in the air.

Not a care in the world, they continue onward as I remain lost in the rubble of their deserted mess.