I messaged you, man,
And it said that you were there
But you weren't. So true.

Lord, just let me sleep
I'm too exhausted to think
And I yearn to dream.

Eyes closed, skies exposed
Reveal the glow above me
The slightest gleam, lightest beam
Unveils sunrise blushing.

The drip and drop, a grip that stops,
Slipping from the run;
Dream the shadow, scream the sorrow,
And stumble when you’re done.

Sway beneath the fraying wreath
Too wrought to reach the ending;
Perhaps your sleep, collapse the heap,
Will lift your soul ascending.

Deep in sorrow, reap tomorrow
The things you sow today;
Suffer, maybe, tough or shaky:
Faint, the sky seems grey.

Sometimes, if someone told me I lived in Candyland,
I'd agree because my music is so bubbly,
My outfit is so bright,
And my disposition is ecstatic.  Frankly.

Oh Lord, help me, please
I know I can't do all this;
I don't want to fail.
I'm trusting that You know me,
I know You, You'll get me through.

Getting in touch, well,
That's the main thing I do;
Tuning in to me
And taking notes from my soul,
Then weaving a tapestry.

One-hundred fifty
Is a reasonable count
Of haikus, I guess.

I didn't feel cool when I came here
Old jeans, and shirts were worse
But my one consolation
Was that I had my converse.

You always give truth
All my days I will listen
Your words give me life.

Everything you said
Was really true, I have found;
Truth like what you told
Doesn't set me free, sadly
I feel bound to change myself.

I'll use this weapon
This my strength and my weakness
Guilt for what you've done.

What is wrong with me
When my eyes are going blind
'Cause you're all I see?

Excuse me sir, but
My life's been turned upside down
I've moved twice this year
You just stab me in the heart
And expect me to function?

Scary sometimes
How people know more than they say
And you never know who's watching.

They have power
that you'll never know about;
But I have more,
for I control their route.

A fairy poked my little nose
And gave me a sense of adventure
And now every time that I'm held back
I wonder what that scent was meant for.

He used to only dance
With a raggedy grey mop
And now when she's with him
She can't get him to stop.

When I look in the mirror
I close my eyes sometimes
And when I open them...

I'm still here.

If a picture's worth a thousand words
Then I'll send you a picture of me smiling
Because I'm speechless when I think about you.

I'm tired...
I'm sleepy...
And the way I cannot think is getting creepy.
I'm worn out...
Exhausted...
But if I take a nap now, I'll get busted.

Reach for the blue sky;
Even when you think it's clear,
You'll run into couds.

And I don't know
How many times I asked
Where to go
When I was looking at the past

I can't look ahead
For all the times I've made mistakes
Faults so dripping red
Don't believe I have what it takes

So give me rest
When I'm just trying to survive
When I'm not my best
Let me know that I'll revive.

Why do I
Seem to do the very same things
I'd try to fly
But never with these broken wings

It was just too cold
When I started out anew
But as I grow old
I'll try to keep my eyes on You.

Oh I wish,
Wish I could be greater than this
All of me
Is less than all that you need...
And I,
I want to live for what's good
But sometimes,
Sometimes it's harder than it should.
So I'll,
I'll be waiting for you
To show me,
Show me how to love what's true.

Sprinkled in your hair,
Every screen saver you had,
Planted in your yard,
'Till he gave them a bad name;
Then all of your flowers died.

Take it into your own hands,
Take responsibility;
Grab the tiller, make your plans,
But you wouldn't if you were me.

My fingers itch in so many ways—
They wish to touch the stars;
They long to play my soul's heartsong,
And strive to sketch my scars.

I thrive upon it,
And yet, it thrives upon me;
Grey muddle of life.

He despaired of it,
That the only innocence
Lay in the stillborn.

Day was bright and still
But they felt him in shadows;
Feasting upon souls.

Thoughts I entertain
Sometimes, they return by night
To haunt my black dreams.

~Cross My Heart

You carved me an X 
Over my soul—as if it
Were buried treasure. 


Hope To Die

Who knew you'd be first
To leave me so high and dry
When all I was died.


I Couldn't Forget

Life tied my knot tight
Sick inside and so alone
Memory's virus.


If I Tried

Sometimes, I went back
My attempts all lost causes
But genuine hopes.

Hidden to all eyes,
You searched only to be seen
And to be noticed.

When I first met you
You were always in purple
With the slightest blue.

A sound that gives hope
It's more than you think at first
Spera de caelum.

I sank deep in grass
Flowers around me swaying
The world was turning.

Sometimes people say
That I have yellow hair—um...
Sorry. It's called blonde.

The sun was in haze
Smoke or dust shrouded mountains
I felt stranded here.

Fire licked at my soul
Burning a hole in the night
Like a phoenix death.

You sometimes don't know
Just what you feel for someone
Until they're not there.

I fell for you
like a moth to the light.

I look back on those things that we said;
When I told you, it was the truth:
I was willing to let you mess up a million times
I just wanted to be here to forgive you.

I can't even think
Of what I should write, or say
I'm just so tired.

Tomorrow I have decided
I will explain all the poems I write;
For each and every haiku,
I'll give you a little insight.

If I write about fire, I'll tell you
I feel happy or angry or inspired
And if they're about my bedroom,
Then I'm probably really tired.

I don't think this needs explanation
It's not very creative, I know...
But the next time I hit you with syllables,
I'll explain every joy and woe.

I came across something convicting the other day
Something extremely relevant to our lives today


Jesus wouldn't judge them for their typos and bad grammar and spelling mistakes, and neither should I.

I don't want to get up,
And go out into the cold, hard world...
The new tile floor at this house just chills me to the bone.

There's something about this room
That I've decorated recently
I'm saddened by all walls blue
And reminded by curtains green.

I want to obey
Because I know I'll be safe
When I follow You.

I feel like I'm walking on the seashore
Some ground firm, some not anymore

Reality's clear when I don't think of you
But when my mind slips, I lose that good view. 

It seems that I wallow in sand to my knees
When all I am doing is aiming to please 

But when I look to what God asks
It's easier than struggling to fulfill my own tasks.

Everything's just grey
And black, and dark, with no white;
A colorless world.