Blogging, Life

Not Meant to Love

I fucking suck with relationships. Since I moved out at 18, my dream has always been to get to a point where I can comfortably live close to my family--my "home"--again. Almost seven years later, and that dream of mine has finally come true. But now that I'm here, I just want to go somewhere… Continue reading Not Meant to Love

Blogging, poetry

Poem: The Wanderer

The road was cold A frigid night and snow as the boy began a journey all alone The road was cold beneath his bare bleeding toes as he traveled from the East to the far West coast And he called out with his soul He called out 'Hello!' But the only thing to call back… Continue reading Poem: The Wanderer