True Love

I’ve fallen enough

To know

This is climbing

My Childhood

It’s crumbling

Aging unlike wine

Soon it won’t even exist

Everything tastes yummy

Before it hits my tummy

An introvert with a beautiful mind.

Honest thought and analysis on a variety of subjects, often spiced with humor

Chapters, inspirations, thoughts. All the world is words.

Existential Poetry and Short Stories

Travel, Running, Fitness, Life, Writing.

I write to figure out what is left

Using the world of fantasy to stay sane