By In Culture, Lifestyle, Poetry — July 05, 2016

To be able to honestly answer love, you need to be honest about needing it yourself as well. Because apathy happens. Depression. Discouragement. Emptiness. And, sure, many of us can still exhibit loving attributes even when we’re empty. But, it ends. Always. It will end. We are not endless. We need love.


When the World Stops

By In Art, Poetry — May 30, 2016

You fall to the ground in a pathetic heap, thinking that, somehow, this is all a dream. Then the tears come, and all at once you lose control of your body. All at once you forget who’s around, who might be watching.

2016 Dino Reichmuth


By In Art, Poetry — May 25, 2016

They are like ghosts as they come and go When they leave I do not know One minute they are there, as clear as day The next minute they’re gone, they never stay   One minute we are laughing, the next saying goodbye Many leave for good but few actually die Coming and…

My Haunting

By In Art, Poetry — April 10, 2016

There’s a girl in the corner with scars on her wrists. I made her that way.  She laughs in my face when I speak of love, because I betrayed her.  She is broken, but she likes it; she craves attention.  That girl in the corner will not eat because she thinks she is…

A Girl Like You

By In Art, Poetry — March 25, 2015

“You wouldn’t understand,” they say Then they just up and walk away I don’t understand why they think that I won’t I don’t see why they think they know things I don’t   They say things they don’t think I’ll comprehend They think my whole life has been a fairly tail pretend They…


By In Art, Poetry — November 23, 2014

There you are, I see you smiling You pretend everything’s okay You have everyone believing you every word you say   I want to scream to them, what you are is not what you seem Cause I see you by yourself and the way that you demean You have them all tricked, all…