As I was finishing Rock n Roll Seattle, I started thinking back. At one point, I would sit down after each race and reflect on how that day went.  What went right and what maybe didn’t go as planned. I did this for me. I did it to note my experiences along the way. It was all a part of the journey that I unexpectedly started when I signed up for my first half marathon back in 2012. What started as a bucket list item turned int...

I am lost

Wandering aimlessly through the dark

Searching deep within a chasm;

Not knowing if I’m in the physical world

Or in a place far more scary;

My mind and soul.

My heart is weak,

Yet... my soul is deep

With the words

I’m afraid to speak

That’s when you showed up.

It’s been a long time,

Since I have seen the light.

My life is dull,

Black and white.

When you arrived, it has been like a new world.

I have seen the light.

A light so bright


I’m sure that we’ve all heard this one before; having a broken heart.  Whether you are dealing with a relationship ending or mourning the loss of a loved one, you are in a good amount of emotional agony.  There’s a ton of strain on your heart. If you’ve experienced it, you know that it can feel like a physical pain in your chest for a few days, a week, or even months. It affects the way you live. We detach ourselves from the w...

April 18, 2018

Things do not always fly

From the mountains

We climb

To the rivers

We swim

Feet should always

Be in the air

For our wings

May not always be mature, so we learn

How to take off from our shoes


Excerpt from P.O.M. (Piece of Mind)

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April 10, 2018

Sweat glistening as the sound of the drums

Beat, thump, louder and louder.

Where I sit, I am fidgeting until my knees buckle

Then I need to rest my shaking palms against it

Before I have to stand up

To enter



I am never alone

For I will forever have my self beside me.


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March 24, 2018

That’s the hard truth about relationships. Despite the love and amazing memories that occupy the capacity of a strong solid relationship, there’s always room for the unknown. The abrupt arguments. The temptations of another person. The idea that there could possibly be an expiration date on this perfect mesh of two people. But that’s life. We crave to love and be loved. We risk our very own hearts to feel the heart of another...

I dream

She’s prepared

To lose


As confident and promiscuous 

As I want to be

Deep down it would kill me

That’s not who I am

I wake up gripping

My chest 

In pain from some imagined

“Never going to happen”

I admire that we dream still

I am thankful you let me

Be real

Even though 

We are still young, love

Even when we go 

About our days 

Believing in the definition

That defines what it means

To be loved and give love

It’s a never-ending 


I am selfish for myself.

Been having nightmares

When day dreams

Creep their way in 

Side of my mind 

Wanders and I start to lack sleep

A wave of insomnia 

Blankets over me

The comfort causes shivers

In cold sweat

That I can’t control

A fever drenched 

In kerosene 

While the fuse is tied 

Tight to my throat

Tugging out further and

Further until my head is out

The window 

And with the sunrise 

It sparks the fuse. 

I wake up 

Not knowing what time of...

They only want to sit with me

Whether in silence

Or in an embrace

But not in the physical

More so in a comfort

The way we sit 

In front of a fire

At our place 

During the middle of a cold

Where the roads 

Are warm enough for us

To venture forward 

Towards a new year

But in this moment


We would rather rest

Though not in a slumber

To recover our wounded bodies

After labor,

Since the rejuvenation is in the power

To overcome what it means t...

Passing the street lights 

Along the never ending road,

Each bulb begins to blur

With streams like milk that soils the window. 

The bass picks and bellows

At the strings in my chest,

It bumps and it swoons 

The thumping keeps me awake

While in the same state

I find myself dreaming at night. 

Whether this drive is moving me

In the right direction

Or it is showing me the doors 

That I pass on by,

I let it coast 

And hope the cruise 

Find me ash...

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