The Trap series

This series begins with an undated poem talking about an emotional trap I found myself feeling when confronted with various girls. (Remember, this started the end of my Sophomore year in high school, though later poems in the series were after graduation.)

I’m not sure what else to say. Sometimes I feel rather silly when I read back through these; however, they are an integral part of my development through life, and they help me to establish better where I was then and how much I’ve grown since.

Sometimes self-awareness is a bitch!

Wha'cha think?