Super Nova (Journal Entry)

Guilt, shame, blame. I go through the motions then go back to bed. I can’t turn back and I can’t move forward. This pain in my gut is boiling over.

Fool me once shame on you. Fool me a thousand times and I lost my point of view. How many times can I endure your love? The bane of my existence is my surrender to your…

I… Can’t… Breathe when I think of all the times you shat upon my heart. Maybe this time it sounds a lot better but what is better what all you know is hurt? And I hate the way I feel most times. No words can fill that cup. I drink then I get drunk then I plant face into the dirt.

Writer’s Revolution – Viva la Rebellion

We boldly invite all to join us on the battlefield in one last daring attempt to claim The People’s throne and bring all truth to light

The Pen is Mighter (Poem)

Words can cure so many ills
With no end to the Prophesies words can fulfill

With four simple words
Our existence came to be

And a few more words
Misled all humanity

Word after Word after Word after Word
He sent us His messengers to gather His herd