Ship-wrecked

Photo by Zukiman Mohamad on Pexels.com My capt'n, where art thou? The plank thee walk so freely Down that narrow path, Overboard; Thine eyes, they must deceive me. My capt'n, where art thou? The stormy sea engulfed thee, Into it's deadly undertoe From which thou couldn't swim free My capt'n, where art thou? Thee abandoned… Continue reading Ship-wrecked

“I Didn’t Know Her Like You Did” remake of Brantley Gilbert’s “You Don’t Know Her Like I Do”

Verse 1 Hey old man, I tried callin' Multiple times I reached out my hand. For another woman, you were fallin' You left me, my head buried in the sand. Hook You aren't here showing me my purpose. Currently, I am feeling worthless. Refrain I didn't know her like you did I will never understand… Continue reading “I Didn’t Know Her Like You Did” remake of Brantley Gilbert’s “You Don’t Know Her Like I Do”

Gushing Glaciers

The liquid that lucidly lapped Ran red and rapidly rampant Downstream,self-control crept in and cleansed it crystalScarring a trace of terror and turmoil. mentalhealth #endthestigma #selfharm #selfcare #suicide #newbeginings #lake #happyplace #bpd borderlinepersonalitydisorder #themighty #mightypoets #copingskills #startover #new #poetry #poem #mystoryisntover #mystory #leggomyego #myjourney #advocate #mentallillness #raiseawareness #sober #recovery #abstinence #poet #mevsme

Last Call

“Cheers,” she says as she lowers her glass toward hell. “Cheers to an Honest Abe.”             I shift my eyes in her direction as I watch her lift the tiny glass a few inches from the floor up to her pale lips. Bailey has been this way ever since the truth came out twelve season… Continue reading Last Call