Most people that know me probably have never read any of my writings. I call them writings only because I don’t like to call them poems, although that’s what they really are. But I’ve decided to start posting them here in their own separate space. I should warn you though. Much of what I write tends to be of a darker opinion. Don’t let it alarm you. It doesn’t necessarily reflect my state of mind. Only my interest in things that aren’t easily talked about or spoken aloud.

I Would Imagine :: written July 21, 2010

when time is not measured by waiting or expectation
then life can be lived as intended

but when the uncertainty crumbles our foundation
then our soul is left undefended

so what must we do to keep life’s momentum
and prevent the inevitable stagnation

we need only realize the most obvious symptom
a life that is lacking imagination

The Only Way :: written July 10, 2010

with quickening pulse
and dizzying speed
it’s life drains away
it’s veins opened to bleed

the decision was bold
deliberate and intended
the creature must cease
it’s life must be ended

it had to be done
for the rest to survive
the world made anew
now able to thrive

if only it realized
the weight of it’s actions
instead it lived blindly
in it’s own selfish distractions

compared to infinity
it’s existence seems vague
the creature known as Man
that became this worlds plague

now cleansed of infection
the world will mend
the cycle renewed
a beginning from an end

The Onset of Madness :: written July 1, 2010

trapt inside i try to hide
with no way to escape

what little comfort i can find
does not the madness abate

stretched too thin the fabric shreds
what happens when it’s done

i’m left alone, my life to dread
once two now only one