With Te Beso Adios I parted with a companion in the days gone by.
With At War I wasn’t frightened to stand out.
With Young Right Now I embraced my youth and ran free.
With Sink or Swim I rose above.
With Addiction I recognized my craving for success.
With Vegas Girl I abandoned the foolish games.
With Wild Heart I welcomed my heart that itches for love.
With Maniac I revealed the psychotic side in us all.
With Don’t Think They Know I fought the misconceptions.
With Carpe Diem I seized the day.
With Young Man I reflected on my parents words
With Right Time to Be Single I started learning how to make it on my own.
With Revenge I accepted that I don’t want to put someone through what I’ve been through.
With Wont Stop I realized I will not give up.
With Seis Meses I reflected on my college journey so far.
With The Lost Get Found I started to be able to see.
With Sensual Seduction I showed a different side of me.
With Close My Eyes I said goodnight to the world.
With Liberation I accepted that my crazy heart causes harm.
With Perplexed Circuit I realized the cycle of disorientation we call life.
With Newton’s Third Law I explored the laws of life.
With And I Pray I pronounced how much I care.
With Make It I looked to my family for support.
With I Run This I showed who the real boss is.
With All About The Money I explored our necessity for money.
With Longing For You I accepted that I may never get what I want.
With I Pronounce You I exclaimed my infatuation for a new individual.
With Strive To Be Better I noticed my flaws.
With Baggage Claim I accepted that we all carry our past with us.
With Closed Book I realized that it sometimes takes intoxicants to tell the truth.
With Poetic Truth I explored the true meaning behind my poems.
With Devil’s Twin I took a ride on my naughty side.
With Burn Baby, Burn I made love that was so hot.
With Two Hearts in Woe I gave up on the love of the past.
With Incomprehensible Growth I grew immensely even in the darkest times.
With Those Were The Days I reminisced on my childhood.
It’s only been a few months and my writing has grown so much more than I ever thought it could. Thirty-six poems later and I still remember when I was afraid to share my poems and now I’m more in love with writing than I have ever been. I’ll never forget my first semester with Bound Magazine because I took my first step.