Stories

Angst is defined as “an acute but unspecific feeling of anxiety; usually reserved for philosophical anxiety about the world or about personal freedom”
The poems here reflect feelings of unease, discontent and anxiety—some of the less comfortable things crawling around in my head.

WARNING: Mentions of Suicide

A man finds himself alone in his room, with photos taunting him.

Taunting, with no need for words.

Made as an antithesis to Can't A Guy Visit A Friend

The world was shaped to be good and prosperous. The gods were commanded to guard it, and for many an age it was so. But in a night of great conflict the world was shattered by powerful magic and the sky fell upon the mortal realms. 20 years have passed. Ambitions have reignited and armies march once more. Champions must rise to save the mortal realms, for failure means the end of all they know. Ki grew up in this world, and the story of the years to come is also his story.

...like waking up at 3 am thinking about him....

I had a friend.

'Had' is the keyword here. We weren't anymore. Some disagreements and differences of opinion skewed this view. I'm afraid our friendship is one-sided.

Life is full of twists and turns, both expected and unexpected, wondrous and excruciating. This year’s poems for National Poetry Writing Month will embrace the curveballs life throws at us and also serve as an exploration and raw portrayal of the grieving process. Follow me, and we’ll see what’s around the bend.

Existentialist vignette play

Youth passes by alarmingly, and for most people, the simple days of childlike wonder are a flood of nostalgia. At a certain age, we all reflect back on our growing up experiences and wish for some of the good old times... this is some of mine, but many can relate as the desire to be young again, sometimes, is one and it's own.

It was supposed to be Paul’s wedding night. Instead of enjoying his honeymoon he finds himself home alone with a storm brewing overhead. Neither he nor his girlfriend ever talked about what was wrong with their relationship. Now all by himself he wants to talk to someone. He pays a visit to a close friend who was to be his best man.

A collection of my poetry that comes from evaluating myself. These are some thoughts and reflections that go through my mind as I live my life. The poems in this collection come from the train of thought of wanting to better myself, and how to move forward as a better man. From thoughts of my family, to lessons taught, these are my reflections.