I try. I try so hard. Do I try too hard? I really don’t know. I’m there when you need me to be. Without fail. But at every turn, our relationship fails. You cannot take criticism which is a big red flag. How can you ever grow as a person if you can’t admit you…

Full belly. Full heart. Full head. Foolhardy. Fool me once Shame on you. My shame keeps growing By the day. Desperation doesn’t A cool cat make. I am who I am which is Who I wanna be. Can’t be anything else But the authentic me. I care too much. I love too much. I am…

Yes, our women are our Queens And deserve to be treated as such. So open doors, be courteous, be kind, be gentle. And let them make their own decisions In every avenue regarding their own health, Their own well-being.

Dreams are finicky things. You know what I mean. You can feel them. You can smell them. You live them. Have you ever been in a dream So real That you forget you can wake up And end it anytime you want? Most of the dreams you forget to wake up from Are the ones…

A tree with no rings Was just born today Kicking and screaming It found its own way Into the world But wasn’t prepared For all of the pomp and All of the airs. It came into here Just as you left And when it saw you It drew its last breath.

I don’t know who the fuck you think I am. A lesser man, enamored with your beauty, Might take the abuse. I don’t know. I’m not a lesser man. I can only be who I am And I certainly won’t take it. You say I think too highly of myself Which isn’t something a friend…

If you don’t love me enough To say, “I’m sorry,” Then you never truly loved me at all And it was all lies. If you’re too proud, in your ignorance, To say, “I was wrong” Then I’ve wasted too much of my time already On this relationship. I give too much To be treated with…

When I’m in pain I write, I write, I write. It somehow helps me handle hurtful times. And if it’s dark, my words provide a light. Sometimes they do not even have to rhyme. I pen these words, not in anguish nor in fear But in strength and knowledge that I will make it through.…

If once I’ve been fooled, I’ve been fooled a thousand times. A useful idiot I become. I play that role well. I have to love myself too much to capitulate to those crimes. If ever I did, I do now I swear. I wish I had stories of true love to tell. Of dining in…

If once I’ve been fooled, I’ve been fooled a thousand times. A useful idiot I become. I play that role well. I have to love myself too much to capitulate to those crimes. If ever I did, I do now I swear. I wish I had stories of true love to tell. Of dining in…

If once I’ve been fooled, I’ve been fooled a thousand times. A useful idiot I become. I play that role well. I have to love myself too much to capitulate to those crimes. If ever I did, I do now I swear. I wish I had stories of true love to tell. Of dining in…

If once I’ve been fooled, I’ve been fooled a thousand times. A useful idiot I become. I play that role well. I have to love myself too much to capitulate to those crimes. If ever I did, I do now I swear. I wish I had stories of true love to tell. Of dining in…

If once I’ve been fooled, I’ve been fooled a thousand times. A useful idiot I become. I play that role well. I have to love myself too much to capitulate to those crimes. If ever I did, I do now I swear. I wish I had stories of true love to tell. Of dining in…

If once I’ve been fooled, I’ve been fooled a thousand times. A useful idiot I become. I play that role well. I have to love myself too much to capitulate to those crimes. If ever I did, I do now I swear. I wish I had stories of true love to tell. Of dining in…

I wrote A poemFor you Today. It\’s About A thing You often Say When You\’re alone And no one else can hear — A sound That only you can bear To utter When You\’re feeling Down. That wonderful, Awful, Joyful sound —