There’s something
To be said for technology
But there’s still beauty
In pen and paper
Category: Poetry
The deepest victory
Every time we learn
A candle is lit
Against the darkness
Every time we teach
A Sun is lit
Burning that darkness
Depression’s Brutality
Feeling failure
As i lack
The adoration
Of millions
Since i don’t
Possess a legacy
Where the future
Will study my relics,
A sense of reverence
Seeking proximity
To my memory
My fear of death
Oh, my fear of death
Drives me mercilessly
Impatient with time
Trappings of Elegance
Charming finery
The trappings of elegance
Oh, so seductive
Contemplation
Staring out to see
This delicious solitude
Fragrant saltwater
The purgatory of the Windows update
I sit, paralyzed
Waiting upon the update
This purgatory
Thoughts on my Mother
memories faded
her face inaccessible
her love remains strong
Anxiety
Fears grapple with me
Anxiety is brutal
Logic corrupted
Early Morning Tactics
Oh, what is the goal?
And what are my objectives?
Sunlight grows brighter