top of page

Maybe Happy

My car broke down.

My laptop froze (literally, froze).

My hand broke (I punched a man in the face).

My hamstring is torn.

My bank account is empty.

My lady hates me.

My Grandfather just died.

My breath stinks.

My job sucks my soul.

My friends don’t keep in touch (I don’t keep in touch either).

My glasses are with a strange lady.

My hair is greasy.

My body is unshowered.

My pen is dying.

My body is slowly decaying.

My Earth is a mess.

My politicians are incompetant and greedy.

My rent is due.

My clothes are old

and don’t fit that well.

My stomach is empty.

My bottom lip is deformed (from years of biting at it when stressed ).

My sock has a hole in it.

My writing needs works.



for some reason,

I am fine.

I am alive

and maybe even,



5 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

To Magic

Dear Magic, Are you real? Were you once? The stories make it seem so. If so, then where did you go? Are you not here? Did you disappear? Or do you linger still? Are you in the particles that we breath

Time Again And Again And Again

This time—.  . . This time I—. . . This time I will. . . get it right, I bet. . . I’ll live so big that even after I am dead I won’t forget it I bet I can beat regret. . . Yes, this time I can be some

The Only Moment

I looked up to the night sky as I walked around my block, restless and with a racing mind. The stars started to dance for me to the music of the universe. And then those dancing stars formed words of

Post: Blog2_Post
bottom of page