i love you (not right)

they bought you flowers, chocolates, and gave                               
the normal simplistic love you wanted                              
and they say, i love you                                        
but darling, they never loved you right                              
and never gave you the love you needed.



sadness and i go as far back as birth

i entered this world crying


joy tells me

just because i’ve known something my whole life

doesn’t mean i don’t deserve change

i’m ignoring sadness’ calls and dancing around my room with joy. 


a excerpt from my poetry volume, logolepsy, coming soon. 


tragic, isn’t it?
boy you’re on the other side
and this river is too wide

since the current came and took you
nothing has been right
my days never turn into night soon enough

can you even hear me?
i need you to be here; i’m lost
i need you hear; i’m in too deep

this is what drowning feels like


you fill vases so your flowers have enough to drink

and never seem to see they’re overflowing

mine were always half-empty

because i was afraid of drowning my flowers

we kill beautiful things

with our touch and without knowing why

we are so different but bond on our ability of not being able to notice our self-destructive personalities 


excerpt from my book, logolepsy.




watching through windows.

there is a girl who lives fifteen minutes from me

she vacations on the jersey shore

she had long hair; now it’s short

she had me; now it’s no longer us

i watch her through windows 

and, i let her live because i think she’s better off without me