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Tuesday Poetry: Valentines Past

Valentine’s day has wasted me away
I cannot search for these things anymore
Is this a curse for me, I cannot say
Why could I not find what I had wished for
In days of old, I felt I was too young
To court or have relations with a girl
I was scared too and lost air in my lungs
They would walk by and my insides would curl
Experience lacked when I got older
I had never spoken to a female
Years went by; I began to feel colder
Sadness seemed the end of my lifelong tale

I grew wiser in years and felt less pain
Though lonely sometimes, sun shines through the rain

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The Tales of Enderas: The End

now the world is right again
Enderas is safe within
Pixies are at bliss once more
with the old mischief of yore
the Unicorns have no cares
they breathe the fresh mountain air
the Dolphins are now banished
for being so treacherous
the Winged Horse fin’ly made peace
with His shame that He released
now with Enderas so grand
and order within this land
my long tale comes to an end
or does it merely begin?

From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.

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Black Chaos is Coming

Official Announcement Time: My next collection of poetry is coming April 13th. The cover reveal is below. This collection will feature 30 new poems. That’s all. It’s a short collection compared to my many others. I took the advice from a reviewer and didn’t put so many poems in this time. There are a couple poems that might feel out of place, but it relates to several months of growth I experienced. You can pre-order the eBook on B&N Nook and Amazon Kindle. The paperback will be available in April. It will be a small paperback. I also plan to have some bookmarks available for sale to go along with the release of the book.

So, what’s this collection about? Here’s the online description: “Depression is black chaos. A chaos that destroys the soul and pushes friends and family away. This collection features poetry about loss and solitude. It’s a journey of rediscovering and learning to love one’s self. A journey of hitting rock bottom and climbing out of the deep pit of despair.” Maybe that’s not your cup of tea, but writing these poems was the beginning of recovery for me. I will never stop fighting this battle. It will get easier with time. Anyway, once I decide on a design for the bookmarks, I’ll ask everyone’s opinion before printing them. Tell me what you think of the cover in the comments.

The Cover