“The sound of love.”

It’s strange.
I’ve always believed that in this world, there is no right
There is no such thing as wrong

There is only life.


The song of birds, within the air
Orange leaves, falling everywhere
The crickets sing, as dusk arrives
Thoughts of you, and midnight drives
A full moon, with starry nights
Looking down, at city lights
Alone at night, dark skies above
Listening to a tune, that I’m so sick of.
The sound of us, just you and I
The sound of love, that keeps me alive.

“Once more.”

If you ever give up
If you ever decide you’ve had enough
I’ll personally drag you here myself
And remind you why you began in the first place.


A hero, worn down by the sands of time.
A king, now old and past his prime.
A land, corrupt with plagues of greed.
A life, sprouting from a tiny seed.
A thousand and one attempts,
Ending with fates worse than death.
And yet…
A hero, young and ready.
A king, whose hands stay steady.
A land, to pure and cleanse.
A life, that knows no end.
A thousand and one attempts,
A reminder, of why he took the first step.

“The taste you left.”

I wonder if you know
How bitter whiskey tastes

When you’re alone.


The smell of jack and coke makes me sick.
And yet I drink, even if I can’t stand it.
The bitter taste, and burning on my tongue.
Makes me wish for days now past
Days when life was still so young.
For years, and weeks, and days I wept.
Wondering if you knew
How bitter of a taste you left.


Sorry that I haven’t written anything in a while, my life has gotten pretty hectic. I’ll try to write a little more, and post on here as much as I can, but hopefully everyone is having a good day/night. Thank you all for your continued support.