Either
Either
March 24, 2025
Either I can fish or cut bait
Either I can put up or shut up
Either I can go big or go home
Either I will love you or I won’t
Either I will succeed or I will fail
Either I will live or I will die
Either I will live it or I will leave it
Either you take me or you don’t
I know what side of the proverbial fence I am on.
What say you?
Last Man?
Last Man?
March 22, 2025
I don’t remember yesterday
Perhaps there is a reason
I don’t see another
Maybe I am the first
If I am the first of my species
Will there be another?
How will I locate them?
Should I even make the attempt?
Under the same bright stars
Another may have the very same thoughts as I
Serendipity might permit an intersection
Only after years of loneliness
Until then, I have only myself to live for
And I intend to live for it all
To find me, look for adventure
Then just follow the laughter
However, should I prove to be the last
May this be my last will and testament
The world belongs to
Whoever can hold it
Learn from our mistakes
Learn from our successes
Be a better steward than we were
You have no other duty
Loosing Sam
Sam and I always talked and acted alike. So alike that people always teased us for dating our own sibling, or our twin at birth, or even our doppelganger. But it never mattered, at least to me. It wasn’t easy to always correct people around us, but, for her, I did.
One time, our anniversary was perfect. Until we came across a friend.
“Yo bro, long time no see! I see you’re now dating your own doppelganger.”
“Yeah, and she’s the most beautiful!”
Sam left me alone at the cafe with no words. Something she doesn’t normally do as we both prefer talking about how we feel. Because of this, I did the only right thing, to chase her and talk.
“Sam, what’s wrong?”
“I wanna go home, Sam.”
“But we agreed we should take today as a day-off for our anniversary, right?”
“Sounds like I’m not that seriously important for that. I'd rather relax at home, alone.”
“Of course you are. That’s why we’re here.”
“Then what was that with your ‘friend’?
“That was just a friend I made years ago. He doesn’t know us that much. I just wanted to indirectly tell him that whatever else he said, I don’t care because you’re more important.”
“"Really? Or is it that you only take us as a joke?"
“What–”
"You've always been like that, Sam. Ever since people recognized that we think and act the same, you always go along with their 'jokes'. When will you see me as another part of you other than a joke on your side?"
“It’s not like that. It’s just that we have a lot of similarities and I just never thought that you didn’t like that approach.”
"You always say that I remind you of yourself that much, do you even love me?"
“What do you mean? Of course I love-”
“You say I remind you of yourself. Do you only love me because you know you don’t love yourself enough and loving me would compensate for that or that you just like the feeling of seeing yourself happy with me so you love me to keep things like that?”
I am Sam who once had a wonderful woman by my side, Sam. I wasn’t able to utter anything back to her back then and now, she’s gone. It was years when we faced the same fate everytime we met a friend but it was just one time when everything fell apart.
The years I was with her, the things I do for us, how she likes me as a person, how we fix ourselves, it was all real. But, reality is often confusing. It could've been reality but not romantic love. It could've just been how I thought it was going. It could've been that's who I am and she played along well, or I'm not that person yet I unconsciously made a version of myself that ended up like that.
I lost Sam; but I don't know which one.
Love hurts
Speak calmly
Fore your words slice me open like a knife
You may never really know
How your words affect me so...
Watch as the blood drips
Hear the words as they leave my body
So many broken promises
Hold me close to you
So that I can listen as your heart beats in sync with mine
Kiss me on the forehead and tell me everything will be alright
Stitch me back up with your tender heart
With a promise of forever
With a promise of love
Pouring thoughts
My fingers ache
As the blood pours out of my heart
Onto these thin lines
As proof of how much I love you
My mind is full
Of sentences and words
That I use to charm you
To light up your heart
Even in the dead of the night
No star can outshine the way you make me feel
Nor could the sun warm my body the way you do
Fore you are my everything
And I'm forever grateful to have you
The Shadow in the Hallway
Late one evening, as Jennifer was locking up The Holliday House, she heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps echoing from the second floor. Thinking it was Zackery or Kenneth, she called out—but no one answered. The air grew heavy, and a chill crept down her spine.
Slowly, she ascended the staircase, her flashlight cutting through the darkness. As she reached the top, she froze. A tall, shadowy figure stood at the end of the hallway, motionless yet menacing. Before she could react, the figure melted into the wall, vanishing as if it had never been there.
But Jennifer knew better. The Holliday House wasn’t empty. And whoever—or whatever—was there was watching.
Sleeping Beauty
Your fingers caress her delicate cold cheeks
As she lay there asleep you finally feel complete
wiping the sweat from your brow you hold up her delicate fingers
Kissing them one by one
Although you know she can't feel this
You want her to feel so special and so loved
She deserves a wake-up moment that is worth the wait
Worth slaying that evil dragon for
Kissing her soft forehead, you prep yourself for the kiss
For true loves Kiss
As you lean down to kiss her soft lips you feel her heart start to beat
A beautiful feeling
As you pull away you watch her eyes open revealing the face of an angel
You know you'd do anything in the world for this girl
And anything in this world to protect her life from all the evil
For this girl you know you'd give up your life
A million times over and over again