Treblemaker

Treblemaker

NY

YWP Alumni Advisor

Posts

Loves

  • My Depression

    Some days

    It’s hard to find

    A reason

    To get out of bed

    The depression claws

    At me

    Begging me

    To just stay there

    Sink into the darkness

    And disappear

    But I don’t want to

    Do that

  • The colors

    There is a swirl of color that accompanies all things. 

    Every twist and turn, every fall and failure. All words spoken and sung, every smile or laugh. 

  • Bus thoughts

    I envy those who’ve never known Loneliness.
    She is not just empty space—she’s a presence,
    cold fingers brushing the back of your neck
    when no one’s watching.

  • Stained-Glass Girl

    you should be an image in stained-glass windows 

    the same ones you trace with your eyes every sunday 

    while hymns echo in your ears, words 

    you've known so long you forget the meaning. 

  • If Only...

    If … I can't help but replay that one moment over and over in my head…The “if only”... echoing, bouncing around like a voice echoing against the walls of the grand canyon, empty…”if only”.