Did I mention I’m bipolar? Some of the poetry I write comes from places the light never touches. That’s ok. Don’t be afraid of those places. But seek help if you find yourself there. You are worth it.
A memory for a beautiful friend who left this world too soon.
The beauty of the storm–the before, the during, the after.
Just an ode to inner demons and the beautiful woman in my life who calls me hers.
walk with me
So often we think in terms of opposites–dark and light, black and white, good and bad. I like to subvert these expectations. Not necessarily to flip them, but instead accept both as necessary parts of a beautiful balance. Call me a hippie or whatever. That me 🙂
So I write quite a few poems for my girlfriend. She’s amazing… what can I say?
Can we take a moment to appreciate love? Can I? Every other poet does it at least once, yea?
Massive amounts of appreciation to those who support me, check in on me, and love me through my dark days as well as my highs.
Law of Attraction
Some of you (most of you) may not know that I am bipolar. I am. Depending on where my mood is, my writing takes on drastic flavors. Here is one such flavor.
one beautiful thing
Yes, sometimes I write poetry about / for my girlfriend. This is one of them.