50 Shades of Train

People know you ride when she rolls into a town, with you drenched in grease. Your face smudged in dirt. Your fingernails are deep black. You ramblin' train tramp.

The Bipolar Express

Train Hopping Poetry This vessel of emotion is like a sinking ship.   He tries to mend the wound, but the stitches are infinite.   To mask intense sorrow with a hedonistic lifestyle allows the depiction of...

Sentimental Scribblings

Immersed in the wax, Scribbling, writing emotions, Leaving marks behind...

Love is Pandemonium

Love is pandemonium, Feelings of happiness and connection, of sadness and uncertainty, test the boundaries of perseverance through waves of eclectic emotions. It's this very struggle that bonds two souls with passion, with love, and with...

Fading with the Forest

Empty walls crumble. Brick-by-brick the wounds open. Scars wither to Earth.