A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) Maybe

Maybe I don’t know,            What this is all about? Maybe I don’t know,            How to get by without? Maybe I don’t know,            My real path or route? Maybe I don’t know,            Because all I do is roam? Maybe I don’t know,            Which way to move? Maybe I don’t know,           …

A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) Bleeding Colors

They say that all the truth, Will come out in the wash. But all the colors run through and over, How do you forgive and forget? How do you just “become ok?” Giving those who’ve trespassed upon your very soul, A moment without any remorse, You wonder whether they have any regrets, Are you happy…

A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) Home

When you’re faced with a moment, After the longest of roads, When you wouldn’t know who you are, When the pressure is at its worst, When life has kicked you, In the chest, in the head, So many times, All you wished for was the end, You are in need of that very moment, To…

A New Schnikism (Poetry Series) – Inverted Reverse

To look forward, I look back. To make few mistakes. To be stronger, I fight back. What you choose to never see, Is the life of love, inside of me. For I have been divinely made. For you and me, When these two powers are combined, A lifetime of yours, And a lifetime of mine….

A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) Submission

I do not think you know, The way this should go. You pushed me to the line, I tripped or fell each and every time. I showed you what you failed to see, The central parts of me. Never knowing when to start, I showed you how I’d stop, All your lies. All your games….

A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) Forever Questioning

Why:            Is my life on display,            does it continue,            to my dismay? What:            Is this story,            of the games,            you continue to play? How:: Do I grow,            not because you say,            and not because I pray? When:            Will it be over,            this hurt that I…

A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) A Final Bow?

Once again, it’s late. Once again, I’ve been crying. Once again, I cannot breathe. The steady rhythm of hyperventilation. Once again, all I see is your taillights. Once again, your back is turned to me. Once again, all those voices are screaming in my head. Once again, they remind me of the very worst. A…

A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) Show Me How We Burn

The drive in my life, Has always been predicated, Has always been propelled by, One single motivational premise: Love is always the right answer For love,  the fight is always worth it, When love lights the fire, When love lights the way, The fire within you will continue to burn. Whether you add more logs…

A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) Regrettable

I am sorry for all I have done. I am sorry for each moment. I hope for a chance.  So that I may atone. I seek to forever understand. To be a more perfect person. Every day, working with a purpose. Every day,  Working on my life. Every day, Charting my course. To take the…

A New Schnikism: (Poetry Series) Faith or Faithful?

How can your life be condensed, to a few short days? How can we know what the truth of this life really is? Fractionally, individually in this world  we can find a truth. The laws of science were discovered by men of faith, let us remember those men of faith, in trying to explain God’s…