Dawn of Love

Watching this tragedy is soul breaking



It’s always darkest before the dawn.


Seeing someone you love fade is shattering



It’s always darkest before the dawn.


Feeling swallowed by the demons of the night



It’s always darkest before the dawn.


Knowing there is no hope from the hydra of illness



It’s always



The dawn.


The Right Thing to Do

I’m gonna drink
Cause that is what I’m supposed to do
I’m gonna stay out all night
Cause that is what I’m supposed to do
I’m gonna party
Cause that is what I’m supposed to do


I’m gonna cry
Because that is how I feel

I’m gonna be silent
Because that is how I feel

I’m gonna be still
Because that is how I feel

Planet Sofa

Many people don’t believe in aliens

or life on other planets.

I happen to know for a fact that there is

life outside of our solar system.


There is a planet in the catosphere

which is known as Planet Sofa.


Planet Sofa is covered in sofas and

sofa cushions.

All of the sofas on Planet Sofa

are softer than a fleece blanket.


When visiting Planet Sofa

one must bring comfy clothes,

movies, and snacks.

Because there are only sofas on

Planet Sofa.


There is only peace on Planet Sofa.

Everyone who comes to Planet Sofa, leaves

Happy, Healthy, and wHole.

Healing with Unconditional Love

You were like a breath of fresh air

When you came into my life

I was just starting High School

New school

New rules

New people

New me


Or something.


We got to know each other with the hour allotted by the school board








At my darkest times

Hiding from the world in the bathroom




(you always are).


Leaving for college was the toughest thing I had to do

Because I knew you would not understand


But our bond is Unbreakable.


When I would come home you would go through three phases:


1: Confusion


Confusion from the fact that you did not remember me.

You would not let me near you

Or touch you.

That was the worst

Lasting one day.


2: Anger


Anger from me leaving you.

Anger from me not being able to take you with me.

Anger from lack of attention.

Lasting five days.


3: Love



Finally understanding that I love you

And you love me.

Knowing who I am.

Missing me from leaving you.




By that time

I needed to leave

and the cycle would continue.




I took you with me to my new apartment

You made new friends

New memories

And never continued the cycle again.


You are my kindred spirit

You know me better than I know myself


That is amazing


I just hope someday

That I find that in a


When the Devil meets an Angel

Shots fired and the light goes black.


I wake up and I don’t feel. I am looking around for Eva, but I don’t see her. I look up and see a bright light in the sky, but it not the sun. Where am I? I am looking for anything to tell me where I am; anything at all. Just as I try to stand I hear a voice.


“I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”


“What?! Who said that! Show yourself coward!” A woman comes out of the shadows. She is wearing simple cloth like those animals would wear. Then, I look at her arm and see the symbol of a Jew.


“Get away from me, you filthy pig!” I can’t believe I am in the same place as a Jew. They are not even human, they caused everything. I would rather be dead than share the same air as a Jew.


“Do you want help? I can tell you where you are, but you have to calm down.” I look at it for a minute and realize that it looks familiar. Weird, I don’t know any of those pigs.


“And I have a name. It’s Sarah. If you want my help please don’t call me a pig ever again”


“Where am I woman?” I am done with its tricks. The Jew probably doesn’t even know where we are. It’s just playing with my head like all scum do.


It rolls those slimly lying eyes.


“We are on Earth…kind of.”


“Enough! Where the hell are we swine!” Just then, it walks away. Damn Jews are so sensitive. I can do this myself. I don’t need help from a lying piece of filth. I try to get my footing and as I stumble a bit, a little girl helps me. What a sweetheart, not like any of those Jews. She is a cute little girl, blonde with blue eyes. Perfect.


“Thank you sweetheart. Do you happen to know where we are?” She doesn’t say anything but she nods her head.


“Can you tell me where we are dear?”


“We are in Genem”

Funny, I have never heard of that country before.


“Okay. Can you tell me how to get out of here?” I am losing my patience. This why I didn’t have children.


“You can’t. There is no way out. Sarah should have told you that.”


She looks perplexed. Her face is contorted like an acrobat at the circus. She grabs my hand and leads me to a building with my favorite symbol on it. I really should get out of here so I can get back to the liquidation of the scum. As we walk into the building I notice that something is wrong. Something does not feel right, almost like I stepped into a shrine. I cross myself just to be safe and as I do, the little girl turns around and smiles a devilish smile.


“Where are we going?”


She doesn’t say anything. She just keeps walking. She leads me into a room filled with—my stuff?


“Wait here.”


I sit in my favorite chair and I wait. About an hour goes by and the little girl still hasn’t come back. I stand and walk to the door but it is locked. I begin to look around at all of my things and marvel at all that I have accomplished. Just then, the door unlocks and in comes Eva. She just stands there and looks at me. She is a mannequin not moving a muscle.


“Honey! Where have you been?” Just then, she starts to walk out. I grab her arm and before I know it she transforms into something I don’t recognize. She turns into a Jew.


“Wow. Didn’t think you would actually fall for it.” It walks away laughing, but I call after it.


“What fuck did you do with my wife?” I run at it like a cheetah running after its pray.


“I didn’t do anything to her. She is not here. We found what she looks like from you. If you sit down I will explain.” I comply because I just want some answers.


“And please use your manners. My name is Sarah.”



“No! That is impossible! Get out of here you filthy pig.” It gets up, mumbles something and walks out. It is impossible to change forms just from a memory. These Jews are worse than I thought; they are witches. I need to get out of here. As I start to figure out an escape plan, a teenage girl opens the door and walk away.


“Let’s go.” I stand in my room looking at this girl, even though she looks like swine, I don’t see any mark of a Jew, I wonder where she will take me. I wonder what happened to the little girl who brought me here in the first place. She was the only one I can trust. She was the only human; other than myself.


“Where is the little girl?”


“She went home to her family. Her mom was in here earlier.”


Unbelievable, a Jew touched me. A Jew helped me. I feel like I need to take a shower.


“Follow me please.”


“No! I am done with all of these tricks! Tell me where I am right now or I will kill you!”




“I know that! What is your name damn it!”




“Well, Anne where is Genem? Where is my family and why can’t I leave this god forsaken place!”


“I thought Sarah told you all of this. Well, I guess now I get to. You can’t leave because you are dead. Your family is dead. Eva, killed herself. Do you know who you are?”


“Of course I do! I am…” For some reason I don’t know my name. I know that Eva is my wife and that we were important in the world but I can’t seem to remember my name.


“Adolf?” I look at her with confusion and she continues.


“You are in Genem.”


“Where the fuck am I?”


There is long pause. It is funny how time stands still when you need it to go fast. It is almost like a cruel joke on humanity. Time is always playing with us, until we die. But even then it still likes to poke fun.


“We are in Hell.”

Erin Waits

Jason walks along the beach hoping to meet his love

Erin waits


Jason runs into the cool crispy salty water thinking of his love

Erin waits


Jason drives down the pitch black road; covered in history

Erin waits


Jason sings along to his wedding song thinking of his old love

Erin waits


Jason thinks of Dakota with happy expression

Erin waits


Jason pulls into the dark gray drive

Erin waits


Erin see the bright blue car and skips to the door

Waiting to see his love.

The Safety of Sharing the Same Soul

Their love making was like two stars sharing the same sky

showing themselves for the first time

sensing the safety of the shared soul

having the satisfaction of feeling

 that sorrow is strayed from the spirit

you feel your heart start to turn from solid to silver liquid

to be seen from the sky for centuries.

Peanut Butter and Fluff

My mother use to make me peanut butter and fluff sandwiches

as a kid

I would get animated becoming a cartoon character

The way the two connected like a magnet would always send me in a flurry

But then I found out that not everyone’s mother made them

peanut butter and fluff sandwiches

I felt like a balloon being snapped by an arrow

And the archer was my first grade class

I remember the teacher having us line up in order of our favorite sandwiches

Peanut butter and Jelly

Peanut butter and Nutella

by that time I was the only student left

and I was proud that my mother made me

peanut butter and fluff sandwiches.

It is Time


And the cat is sleeping but I am


No sleep from all of the darkness

that has consumed me



And I hear the rushing of blood in my ears

The throbbing of my dented heart

From no text back

It has been 16 days since I heard

from you



And I should be sleeping but the




keeps me awake



And these song lyrics are stuck in my head

They keep repeating




And I hear the pain from the singer

It reaches me on a level I didn’t know existed



And I hear the birds chirping

And I can never tell when it is early in the morning or late at night

What is the cut off time?



And I don’t expect to hear from you for a while

I don’t know what I did for you to

freeze me out

this always happens



And it is time

Time for sleep

Time for my brain to shut down

Time for me to move on

Time for me to see the best in people

Time for me to reach out


speak my mind.




The Middle Child

Someone once told me that it is nice to come from a big family.

Well, they must be an only child because living with a big family sucks.


Being the “middle” child of four girls is hard.

Not just on the parents, but on the girls as well.


Being starved for attention from the parents

hoping you stick out enough that you’re not just the other kid that everyone forgets about.


Trying to do anything to set you apart from the other three

is like climbing a mountain with no equipment.


Because as much as you want to be different from the others

deep down you really want to be just like them.


That means sometimes sacrificing who you are

to bond with the other three.

It feels like shaving off pieces of yourself so everyone happy.


And since you are the “middle” child

you want everyone to be happy

even if that means losing parts of yourself in the process.