The Great Divide

Hello out there. Can you feel me? Could you ever love me?


Unrequited love micropoetry

First Place

Cheer up y'all, I love writing rhyme. But good girls always come last. 😎


The cold comfort of nothingness


Titles are deceiving

Red Flags

They stoned the messenger and still flock to him like flies on shit...


She tried to warn them but they never listen; quick to cast a stone but not on the wrong...

Barely Coping

Mostly moping, barely coping

Nobody Before, Nobody Now

I told you I'm nobody

Rhyme and Curses

Searched decades, found him in hell like a pimp with gals on every arm and he spat at me, his fucking soulmate, said to piss off

Won’t Do

He'll have it all, just not me...

Stones of Regret

His absence is too loud, too painful.

Exiled (Again)

Fun fact: I have been referred to as "a cub" cuz I never look my age (forever young). The poem suggests I never act my age either and I would concur...

Ah, The Great Depression!

Ahh ye great joy of depression!


If only fingers were used for healing...


Your love is a supermassive black hole


Nothingness am I


Where do I put the love?


They care not while I rot.


Possible trigger warning. Depression and suicide is the subject. Be warned. Including original digi art of myself.


He is everywhere inside me. A micropoem about confusion and worry. And a little bit of love.


I am a wasteland


A POEM. About losing things you never win for placing wrong bets WITH PEOPLE and love.