Note: So there was this really creepy tree.. The Watcher Bitter tree limbs grow out of the dry, cracked Earth, barren from the summer heat. Fingers wickedly point, scolding the lost generation. Standing in judgement, looking down on us as if it were our fault that it stands isolated and alone....

Note: I think this was written while I was working part-time at a supermarket. No one knows angst until they deal with the general public on a daily basis. Strife Driving to work each day, I watch the dead flying ant decompose on my dashboard… contentment breeds boredom....

Note: This is one of my favorites. It's about emotional vampires and the people who suck the life out of you. And, I was really hating my job at the time. Alone and Lonely A lonely man walks briskly, arms swaying, staring aimlessly; avoiding the decay that surrounds him. Nameless faces blur into...

Note: I was listening to Ryan Adams when I wrote this. My musical taste can only be described as schizophrenic at times. I have my favorites but I listen to almost every genre. Nighttime Song Alone, 10:30pm, speakers shed acoustic tears in small quiet sobs. The soothing voice, singing of sadness and longing, comforts the...

Note: This is an older poem. Probably written mid 90's when I was very angsty. A Much Needed Rest This page is my escape route. But, reality is not an ink refill. It is but the pen that has just run out; you can barely see it, but the imprint is...