Something Else

I need something else.
I long to love myself.
Something else might
strip away the pain
that remains. I long
for something else.
All in good time. Line
by line, a dark pen
writes the brightest
rhymes. I will be fine.
For now, something
else waits for some-
one else. I see things
come and go. I want
my love to grow into
something you know –
something else, maybe?

Refugee Road

Now introducing my 8th self-published chapbook, Refugee Road. This marks the 4th and final chapbook in the Driveway Journals collectionThis chapbook explores the theme of finding your own way. In life, we are often presented challenges and choices that take us to unknown destinations. I try to chronicle some poems that tell a story of hope. We never know if we are headed in the right direction, but we do know that we are still walking forward. Enjoy the chapbook and allow it to aid you on your own journey. Off-road or on, keep finding your way, even if it is on Refugee Road.

 

Detour

Full speed straight ahead

Going faster and faster

With worries to shed

And skills to master.

Times accelerates fast

And can be unfair

While erasing the past

That many have shared.

The road is straight

For many blurry days.

Faster, full speed ahead

No need to change ways.

STOP

DETOUR

You fell asleep for a moment

Waking up on a different road

Forgetting your days spent

With no experiences to show.

The Search

The search is synonymous with Chase

Walking but in a general direction

Hoping to land in a comfortable place

Waking up with zero recollection

Moving forward seems endless on straight paths

Drowning in voices that control moves

Turning the wrong way ends in laughs

Being silent in the world leaves empty tombs

Walking alone may create perspective

Toxins fill the airwaves everyday

Polluting whats considered our representative

Every shut door after the first is not play

But what we find at the end is subjective

What happens after is consistent

Being pleased with finding breaths is objective

Life happens and leaving one day is permanent.