Poetry

My life has been a search for meaning, nowhere could I find such thing. I’ve searched and searched and searched unending, for that what would enjoyment bring. I’ve tried to find it in my writing, finding words my voice can’t say. After years and years of scribbling, why does my heart still heavy weigh? Pressing… Read More »

I can not abide this mental tortureMuch too quickly the time fliesThe past I miss, I long for the futureBut the present I despise

I can hardly wait ’til I get married, to start a family I call my own. After work come through the front door and say: “Honey, I’m home!” We’ll marry in church, not a cathedral. I’ll see friends, family, guys I once knew. Then I’ll say in front of all those people: “Ofcourse I do!”… Read More »