Dark, Haiku, Micropoetry, Nature, Poetry, Seasons, Summer, Writing

Cicadas

Summer cicadas, They cry in the twilight of A lone humid night

Addiction, Alcoholism, Blogging, Emotions, Freestyle, Poetry, Writing

Doesn’t Matter

More alcohol to patch the lonely emptiness that permeates, A desperate attempt to chase a cheap high Crash and burn into flaming shards of ruin Suffer the children It doesn't matter anymore

Emotions, Freestyle, Poetry, Relationships, Writing

Cold

I feel as if I'm caught in a blizzard, Vision obscured by translucent tears, Body shivering for warmth, Sinking into the deep snow, One step at a time