lying in the dark, at hours past midnight i feel lost, alone. afraid. try as I might, i can’t stop myself from falling prey, trapped with the demons. they’re in my head. overwhelming worries, they overpower my faith, and I stumble as tears blind me, as strength evades, chaos ensues.
Hey! Beginning today, I am opening MyPenWritesNice.com up to guest writers. A poet? Enjoy creating worlds and birthing characters in short stories? Want to share your work with an additional audience? You can have your work showcased here on MPWN. You can contact me here, or via my social medias (1, 2). Works canContinue reading “Does #YourPenWriteNice?”
Saw this very interesting post on instagram, and I loved it. While there is always a great time to support Black art and artists, now is one of the best times to do so. And while I am late with the discovery of the post, its never to late to share that I am aContinue reading “Black Publishing Power”
I think of you, dream of you, wonder where you are right now. I turn in circles, looking for you at every corner, wonder when will be the moment you walk in. I miss you, and I need you, hoping that I cross your mind as each day passes. I dream ofContinue reading ““Untitled : 6/13/2020” by Cortney Joseph”
Tears from a weary heart Fall like rain with each name spoken For the precious lives stolen day after day Without consequence or justice. Will enough ever truly be enough Will there ever be a day we wake to The news of no more bloodshed, And no more pain inflicted on us?
time seems to have stopped, life frozen in place. yet it feels as if an eternity has passed since i’ve seen your face. i find myself lost in sorrow and tears, day after day. wonder if you’ve found peace in the heavenly fields where you lay.
A bottle a day keeps the heartache away, Or so I thought I heard someone say. Each sip reopens freshly healed wounds, drowning out good memories, clouding my mind with the pain of what will never be. Each sip leaves me clamoring for the return of a life now gone, stammering over sorrow filledContinue reading ““A Bottle A Day” by Cortney Joseph”
I can truly say that in recent months, my art has suffered greatly. However, in that suffering I managed to put together something special. Unfortunately, it is not my long awaited debut novel, however it is just as important to me. In my search for words to write and share came ten poems and aContinue reading “New Release : Empty Room by Cortney Joseph”
I flew. Woke up in the sky with the hopes of Seeing you flying by. Thought I’d lift the window to catch a glimpse, Thought we’d have a chance to play among the clouds and skip. Thought the sun would shine on a crooked smile, Thought your arms would stretch open with each passing mile.Continue reading ““Woke Up In The Sky” by Cortney Joseph”