You She who sings with giggles even as skies shatter Like a Blue jay turned red from the flames it sits in You The girl who haunts my dreams with bittersweet symphonies A lie that I'd die to bring to life Don't wake me. Hey You you oh you I'm sorry if I stare, but I'd… Continue reading Poem: YOU
If I could then I would save the world Send my heart in an envelope to that certain girl Tell her how she is my everything Live in a house with kids and wedding rings I’d be free like the ocean breeze Soar from the west coast over to the east Learn German then Chinese… Continue reading Poem: Only Human
Hello fellow bloggers, readers:This isn't a feel good post--one which ventures out in search of likes and new followers. It's a reality post--the kind some will stop reading because it offers to shed a light onto something they've pushed to the dark. In this post, I'd like to revisit a topic that I've previously written… Continue reading Not Ready to Die
You don't know what you've got till it's gone. Boy, oh boy... such a commonly used phrase, hm? No, actually, such an overused phrase. Right? Anyone else think it's overused? Just me? Eh. Then again, maybe it's not overused at all. If you feel like those words and the meaning behind them are repeatedly jumping… Continue reading Visits from The Ghost of Christmas Past
I was 18 when I first visited California, and though I don't exactly remember my reaction to the place, I do know it was one of those rare occasions where reality turned out to be even better than the fantasy in my head. I haven't exactly traveled the world, but I've been to quite a… Continue reading What’s life like in Laguna CA?
Several days ago, I made a 31 hour cross country road trip, nonstop (minus a 1 1/2 hour nap), from East TN to the West Coast in California. This was a huge step for me as I haven't lived in even the same city as my family since I moved out when I was 18.… Continue reading My First Day in California! (Video)
Days they change to months that'll never stay Like dandelions in the wind the past just blows away Scattered All the colors of yesterday today have faded to grey I remember that place called home on the front porch I used to play There used to be such a magic to my life Like holidays… Continue reading Poem: I used to be a little boy.
Once upon a time, there was a boy who dreamt he'd one day have the world. He imagined he'd grow larger than life and have the world at his feet. He'd venture new and old lands, reach out and touch billions of people, see his name in lights, and maybe even wield the power to… Continue reading Chasing Dreams like I’m on Novocaine
I've always chosen to be alone. In a previous post I wrote called, “Don’t you get lonely?”, I touched up on why I'm such a private and keeps-to-himself type of guy. When I was 18, my family moved to California due to my dad's work. I chose to stay by myself in a place I hated at… Continue reading I’m Coming Home//Learning to Swim
My problems with relationships was how this blog came to be. It’s beauty was birth from a moment of pure travesty and despair. A moment when I was at my loneliest and at my lowest. It was a marker in my life I promised to never let myself fall back to. And I've really tried… Continue reading Trust Issues