[Poem] High School Outcast
Note: I wasn’t really a goth in high school. I listened to music that was considered Goth but I was also a metal-head and loved Duran Duran. I did want to dye my hair magenta once though. And, I didn’t really like many of the people I went to school with. Can ya tell? High School Outcast Closet Goth, the black hidden behind closed doors. … Continue reading [Poem] High School Outcast
[Poem] Utopia
Note: Once again, not really sure what was going through my head when I wrote this but I did suffer a lot of insomnia before the meds. UTOPIA Sinking in a sigh my thoughts blur A dream-like cloud covers my eyes And I squint to see through the haze The forms I see are familiar shadows bathed in moonlight waltzing to a song composed … Continue reading [Poem] Utopia
[Poem] Fame
Note: I really have no idea what I was thinking when I wrote this one, but it made perfect sense in my head at the time. Fame A poet smothering in the spotlight of fame. Having sex among the poems of hate and fear. Bitterness and loathing. It’s a lonely place But is it worth it? Continue reading [Poem] Fame
apsychobabbles.com 