This poem was inspired by my battle with OCD. I get stuck in my obsessive thoughts and go ‘round and ‘round having conversations in my head.

The cold used to sting. Racing to beat it, Begging for the warmth, That exists within me. Now it's all numbness. Cold doesn't phase me...

Eight Hours. One shift. The singular moment I’ve repeated, Over and over again.

The greatest contradiction of life: The fear of being misunderstood, Coupled with the fear of being unheard. A voice for the voiceless....

Money, we become lost in. Oxygen, only 21% concentrate. Death, too often it occurs. Excess, what we fail to repeatdly see, Remind...

What is that sound? The thirst of my brain, Watered with emotion. Temporary clarity of surrounding, Where am I? I don't want to let you...

What is a reality? This all seems too suspicious, Is this normality? Is it self-defense or police brutality? The force they produce is...

Watchmaker teach me the way, The way you create time. I compare my mind to you, How I can create something out of nothing. But a...

Leaning against the shower wall, As the tear falls from my right eye and matches the warmth of the water I stare ahead. In confusion I...

As I dream, I ponder. What is it to be a dreamer? To incessantly want? To be known or to be wealthy? Or to be known for being wealthy?...

Walk outside - take a deep breath, the feeling is simply unbeatable. Inhale deeply - maximum intake, all worries diminish. The green...

High school. I was the new kid. My family and I moved from Chicago, Illinois to the greater Pittsburgh area when I was 14. I was about to...

I love an analogy - two different yet similar things. I love how it’s thought that opposites attract, Though in practicality they don’t....

Within I lay - I, the paradoxical state. The battle of tenses, Present and past. Future's non-guarantee, Furthest from the present. Past...

This life is assuredly a beautiful contradiction. We fear of death our whole life, But what if we beg for it in the end? Busy streets...

I often find myself getting lost in my own thoughts. To some, this may sound peaceful, relaxing, or therapeutic. Personally, there is...