Justin McElveen

poem by Justin McElveen

“Hope” There’s hope. Hope I find most in madness It speaks to me most, that is why. When I hear madmen speak, I’m at home. It’s a familiar stench and warmth It brings me closest to the light. Be thankful for ma... Read more

poem by Justin McElveen

Emotions one can’t see. Love’s truest form, in tune and in key. Translated for any language. Without you, life would be even more dangerous. Fly through the air, bouncing off the walls. If you get a name, what would you be ... Read more

poem by Justin McElveen

Oxygen, who needs it anyways? Who needs it when there’s smoke. Give me something bad for me. Where is the excitement in the good? Attraction comes from being bad. No one wants anything good anymore. We crave Devilish actions... Read more

poem by Justin McElveen

Daylight. Some mornings it comes up when it shouldn’t. Some mornings it won’t come up quick enough. Bathe in it. Run from it. Love it, as I love myself. Hate it, as I hate myself. My best friend and my worst enemy. If it... Read more

poem by Justin McElveen

Even the master king cobra would die from my blood. Die as it slithers away with little food. And I would laugh as the king cobra does after biting me. Laugh while I sit on this cloud, crying, making it rain below. I would sit a... Read more

poem by Justin McElveen

She awakens from a dream. Hearing screams. Screams from a love gone wrong. A woman lost inside her own head that is past gone. As she wakes As she awakens. Outside the birds sing. They don’t care about the pain. Outside ... Read more