The French Revolution was a Hoax

Is this the way that you would have wanted it to end?

Leaving me running circles in my own damn head?

Trying to figure out every word coming through your mouth

and I’m drowning in hidden meanings striking like daggers in my back.

Is this how I’m repaid for all the things I lack?

There’s no one outside of this shell that’d be sooner to admit my imperfections.

Within the minute, I’m going live and I’m willing to broadcast my mistakes.

These motions, these changes,

they’re not moving or changing anything.

But inside every small moment, every moment where my mind opens up and the real voice is heard,

I feel a release.

This is how I’ll part from you:


Switching methods and modes too confusing for anyone to handle.

Any attempts turn into something sharp and loud music screaming about how fucked I am.

Every bottle dotting my floor and every piece of paper torn and scattered

testifies to how my grasp on reality is anything but centered.

These motions, these changes,

they’re not moving or changing anything.

But inside every small moment, every moment where my mind opens up and the real voice is heard,

I feel a release.

So I guess you either grow old and grow over it, or your roots will grow crooked and never break soil.

I asked up and down for instructions, but the author of my life story called in sick.

I’m under a guillotine and forced to choose between saving you or losing my head.

Anything that helps to get me to an eternal bed.


(this is an older one, and one I’ve shared to people a fair bit before. I think it’s a bit of a favorite of mine. Thanks for reading! ❤ Mitch)

An Introduction to the Blog

Open the curtains!

Well, here goes nothing. I’m going to give this a serious try and maintain a website through which I will be hosting my poetry. Many of these works will be older material that have been shared before but need a new home. Others will be new. Further material has yet to come! The inspiration is always flowing and I intend to keep up on it no matter what. This is what I want to dedicate myself towards at the present time; no half measures are going to be given here.

So, to those that read: what is there to expect? Primarily, I will be using this outlet to post poetry from my personal catalogue. Through this, I want to try and reach a broader audience, sharing my creations with others, talking with viewers, and so on. Being able to get more people involved in music and checked out reviews would be a nice bonus! All in all, I want to keep at a passion of mine by providing a sort of obligation of sorts. It is going to be an objective of mine to keep this blog alive and thriving. I have started multiple story ideas, game concepts, and other creative ventures, only to abandon them over time through loss of motivation. Having a website to tend to will presumably keep me more in check than usual. This has helped me stay on top of music and reviewing due to my responsibilities as a contributor; I intend to replicate the same behavior here, if possible.

Anyone that decides to visit is so very appreciated from the bottom of my heart. Poems for me are an expression of my purest form of self, where I have nothing but honesty for the page that receives my words. If you so choose to partake in reading any of these instances of myself being split open, you have made my day. If you enjoy or find some meaning in anything I create, you have floored me, because that’s all an artist can ever hope to do, even for a relative amateur like myself.

I’ll cut myself off now before I ramble too long, but rambling may happen! I want to use this as a creative space for writing that doesn’t focus on reviewing. Maybe my personal musings will be here, or maybe I’ll drop short stories (very short!) or what have you. The bottom line is this: I am going to use this to try and push my writing to the next level. I greatly appreciate anyone that’s along for the journey!

❤ Mitch