Finding My Voice

I bleed for the page Cut myself open spill the ink from my veins Pour my heart out trying to release my own chains But the feeling remains Im trapped in a cage I like to tell a story or I have nothing to say You get a glimpse of who I am but I'm … Continue reading Finding My Voice


There’s A Ghost In My Bed (poem)

There's a ghost in my bed He looks like you He sounds like you But he isn't you You're gone All I see is a shadow A shadow of who you once were to me And maybe I should let you go As your hugs they feel like paper cuts All over And each word … Continue reading There’s A Ghost In My Bed (poem)