Color Synaesthesia is a poem that I wrote for a class assignment. It was subsequently published in my college's student journal of art and literature. I hope you enjoy it...Sometimes I cry when I read it. :(

bored with myself.

A poem I submitted for publication. I did so only after being encouraged by my professor. This is not the final version of the poem, just my first draft. :) Thanks for reading, if you are, hello (;

So I'm back to this...

the not sleeping

the whirring of rusty brain parts.

The pain in my temporal lobes,

The endless nights that I somehow began to covet

Removed due to paranoia.

Removed due to paranoia.

I'm a terrible poet, but it eases my mind sometimes and makes me feel half way decent/creative.