In between the moon and you

Everyone is happy

Happier without me.

I’m an illusion

Of what you want to see

At first you love me

Then I’m someone you hate

Don’t build me up

I’ll only let you down

I’m not someone great

Obviously….

I wish I was

I wish I had

I could wish my life away

Only to die

All alone someday

I see pictures of people

I used to know

They only come

To only go

Living lives

I wish I had

But it’s okay

It just makes me sad

Goodnight

Farewell

No more morning

For me

No mourning ever for you

To all the ones

Who I thought loved

But never knew

The Sacred Nine

One- on- one mixed-media art lessons in Los Angeles

Voice over Work

‘Cause talking is better than working

From My Reading

I spend a lot of time pondering what it all means.

Michael Lachman Writes

A Writer's Musings (And Likely Some Shameless Self-Promotion As Well)

Eclectic Theist

An outlet for my random thoughts and interests

I wonder, if I draw a line...

where would it flow...

Poetry Breakfast

Serving a little poetic nourishment Monday thru Friday and featuring a Short Play Saturday Matinee to read.

Life in Poetry, Prose and Pictures

Tales From The Life Of A Soul