Deep Scratches

Just a little poem to free the soul.   It is chaos; this world I inhabit.  Holes, walls, and thorns leaving scratches. I fall. I climb. I bleed.  I never find what I feel I need.  I'm trapped in a storm. I can't breathe.  Save me from the fear creating me.  I will never find … Continue reading Deep Scratches

The Struggle 

All who know me, know my mind is a dark place. The only true solace is my fingers on the keyboard. It is a sweet release. Poems and short stories seem the way to go for myself. I hope you enjoy.  I look ahead, I cannot see.  I look behind, I'm drowning.  I see my … Continue reading The Struggle