.matt_ : Writing

The Lightbulb

The Lightbulb

A Poem by .matt_


Seems to be a problem I have (or so some will say). Makes me wonder if societies elsewhere is enduring the same thing on another planet (if one exist..
This City

This City

A Poem by .matt_


It hasnt given me anything, except an address, a roof, and my mail. I could have gotten a better education. You come to realize home is just home. ..
What is Religion?

What is Religion?

A Story by .matt_


An essay for my philosophy of religion class.
Kings and Queens

Kings and Queens

A Poem by .matt_


Love is the best thing we could create.
The Everlasting Night (Godsend and God Given)

The Everlasting Night (Godsend and God Given)

A Poem by .matt_


who am I to be granted the opportunity to witness such an event? My dreams are quiet and minimalistic, concrete, epic, euphoric, and symphonic. Can y..
Me and Myself

Me and Myself

A Poem by .matt_


narcissism can get the best of me sometimes.
Quarantine the F**king Piano

Quarantine the F**king Piano

A Poem by .matt_


who determines how to live my life?
The Sovereign Skies

The Sovereign Skies

A Poem by .matt_


it was part of a dream i had.
I Am Hating America (right now)

I Am Hating America (right now)

A Poem by .matt_


the land that i live in has numbed me with such ideals. with drugs off the streets and in the market. with the way a man views a woman. with the wa..
The W***e Paints the Canvas

The W***e Paints the Canvas

A Poem by .matt_


someone I know once criticized me for wanting to live in the UK. this Christian girl called the Queen a W***e. whatever.

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