Broken-hearted is not a bad place to be.

Under water
Bottom of the pile
Broken-hearted
Nothing left to defile

Can’t piece this puzzle
Ripped to ribbons
Remnants of this raiment
Spinning in oblivion

Naked emotion
Raw devotion
You can’t expect
A controlled explosion

Dangling in cliff’s shadow
Reaping fields that fallowed
Run aground in the shallows
Swallowed whole in the valley of gallows

Even the devil wouldn’t follow
Through this unhallowed hollow
Choke back a hard swallow
Funeral for the sorrow

Give you my word
If you’re still keeping score
You can blame me
I’ll fall on my sword

Can’t bring this heart home
It was born to wild around
Built to be lost in war
Through heartache I am found

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Stormy Romance

This is a photo collage that I did for college. It’s several photos that I took of a supercell thunderstorm and pieced them together in Photoshop for a surrealistic project. The middle reminds me of a face. Once you see it, you can’t unsee it. 🙂


If you’re frightened by storms,
You won’t last long.
But if you love dark clouds,
Then I will sing your song.

There is beauty in these skies.
Thrill in this lightning bolt.
You will always be amazed
By the power that I hold.

I’m like a bomb of drama.
You never know when I will drop.
My winds are for the fearless
Never begging me to stop.

I don’t mean to take
All your precious-proud intention.
I simply require
Your complete and focused attention.

Duck and cover.
Pray and wait.
Don’t assume
That this is hate.

Can you blame a thing like nature
For doing what it’s taught?
This storm’s path for wrath
Is what Force has thoughtlessly wrought.

If I ever loved you,
It’s because you could withstand
The worst I had to throw at you.
You took it like a man.

Don’t worry, it’s almost over.
Then I will have passed.
At least you’ll have the story
Of the storm that didn’t last.