Sunday, August 6, 2017


A little more; its not enough.
Without a hit I'll break apart.

And when I do, disintegrate into a shell of my very being,
I realize the frailty of my own humanity.

Haunted by monsters and paradoxes, I wonder: Is the only way to life through new life?

Wednesday, November 2, 2016

What's the meaning of giving up?

As years have gone by
Some questions I've asked.

By sacrificing my innocence
I got my answers at last.

But one remains:
What's the meaning of giving up?

Tuesday, January 27, 2015


The memoir; Drenched in a melancholy so vast that it trancends throughout space and time and emerges anew, like a beautiful sonett that cannot be reimagined.

And thus, love can flourish once again.

Thursday, October 9, 2014


The passing of time; a tyrant tormenting his skin
The collective of his being, slowly dissolves the will within
While struggling to reach the surface to breathe
He becomes the shadow of who he used to be.


Until its time to not be

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Time Traveller

He walked steadily on the sidewalk as if he was taking a journey in time.

His every step, a different age.
His every breath, another place.

The reflection of the Gray sky walked alongside him on the wet sidewalk.
Bright headlights from passing cars observed him indistinctively.

He travelled through time but only on the sidewalk.
That is why he never travelled anywhere.