"PT Hauler"

One of my custom concept drawings.

More Binder Art

More Classic Binder Art, this one from Science Class. I later used it as an art folder.

Dagger Heart poem

This is an early example of a mixture of my poetry and art.

The Poem:
Love is like a jeweled dagger,
It can lacerate your life.
But Hate can never be the answer,
It too can shatter precious lives.

Phillips Family Bus

I drew this bus as if it were a lowrider, just to see what it would look like. This is based on the bus that our family used to drive, as we had lots of kids to haul. It was a 1990 Ford Econoline Shuttle Bus with a wheelchair lift. It was too long to fit in the scanner properly.

1948 Cadillac Custom Lowrider

One of my favorite colored drawings.

1959 Cadillac Deville Drawing

I drew this for a research paper I did on the 1959 Cadillac.

Heart in Hand (My most graphic drawing to date)

I drew this while looking at a college textbook for anatomy. It was pretty tough to draw.

Need to Belong

I'm so alone and I feel like no one cares,
I try to pray but it seems like God's not there.
I've lost my mind, try to find the reason why they hate,
I am confused why my soul is in such a state.

My head is hurting and my brain is getting numb,
Ruined my life, now I feel like a bum.
All along, as I sing this song, it all feels so wrong;
My soul was cursed, from my birth, with the need to belong.

(Chorus)
I'm trapped inside the feelings of my soul,
it's like I've fallen into a never-ending hole.
I go insane, I've fallen for so long;
Feeling the pain from my need to belong.

I try to stand, but it feels my legs aren't there,
Please hold my hand, the pain's too much to bear.
I'm deserted in this dead and desolate place;
It hurts me that I can't see her pretty face.

My heart is beating and it seems like a drum;
I'm not prepared for what pain is yet to come.
My ears ring as I sing, like the sound of a gong,
I've been cursed from my birth with the need to belong.

Oxymoron

I look to the sky, tears stream down my face;
I don't want to die, gone without a trace.
The pain is so unreal, can't seem to see the light;
You can't hear or feel, the darkness in my life.

But I know that won't stop me,
I won't let this bring me down...

(Chorus)
'Cause sometimes pain can feel so good;
Being lonely makes me strong.
I don't wanna do what I should,
'cause it feels so right when it's so wrong.

When she broke my heart, she thought I was weak;
But she just helped me start the revenge that I seek.
She thought I would choke, from the pain & strife,
But I'm fueled by the suffering that cuts me like a knife.

I know she'll never stop me,
I refuse to sink or drown...

I finally conquered the painful memories,
I had to stop them before they killed me.
I cannot let go of this newfound freedom,
For I'm finally ridden of that painful problem.

Wilted Roses

Time goes by so slowly,
I'm dying painfully.
My life is so lonely,
It's all in vain for me.
Ever since you left me,
I have nowhere to go.
I'm blinded and I can't see,
my mind has sunk so low.

(Chorus)
Love's a bunch of wilted roses,
Thorns cut deep inside my heart.
I knelt down and begged and pleaded,
Still hateful words pierce like a dart.

When I look in your eyes,
I feel a burning pain.
All the acid words and lies,
start pulsing through my veins.
I'm nothing but a shell now,
Eroded by this hate.
Before I die I vow to reduce you to my state!

False Judgement (Originally What? Why? How?)

People call me a freak because I'm different.
Is that any reason to treat me like dirt?
What have I done to deserve this bad treatment?
Is the dirt of the Earth all in the world that I'm worth?

Does it really matter what I look like or how I act?
How can my heart be shattered when my body's still intact?
What is the reason for all the hatred in this world?
I can't understand this; my mind's in a whirl.


*I was awarded the poetry.com Editor's choice award for this poem in May 2007*

Short Poems, Part 2

Captured

Can't capture love in a painting,
can't make you love me again.
You captured me and I'm waiting,
for you just to say you're my friend.

Falling Apart

I don't know what to say, don't know what to do,
I'm falling apart, I've fallen so in love with you.
Don't know what to think, don't know what to feel,
I've been stabbed in the back and I need time to heal.

Rainfall

Watching the rain as it falls,
Wondering why I'm here at all.
Wishing I could come back to you;
Wondering what in the world I can do.

Come Back

Starin' at your picture as I wonder why,
I ever had to leave you, I just want to cry.
I feel as if you stuck a dagger in my back;
I hate to say I love you, will you please come back?

Hurting Me

I'm crying out in pain 'cause you went away,
I try to run, in vain, 'cause I'm here to stay.
I need some kind of sense of security;
so I can make you stop because you're hurting me.

Quickly Tire

I quickly tire of this world I live in,
I think I've lived my life in vain.
Thoughts in my head have left me twisted,
I cry out to my God in pain.

Short Poems, Part 1

Rusty Dagger

A rusty dagger pierces through my heart,
but I'm so numb I can't feel the pain.
I lost my true love and I'm falling apart;
I'm so deaf I can't hear the rain.

Sword

My life is torn in two pieces,
there's a sword through my heart.
I can't seem to find a good reason;
why it is I'm falling apart.

Arrow

My heart is held together by an arrow,
the pain is almost too much to bear.
All my thoughts are made up of sorrow;
I feel like I could pull out my hair.

Bleeding Heart

I cry out in pain,
My heart bleeds for you.
I try hard in vain
'cause I have a need for you.

Picking up the Pieces

Picking up the pieces of a broken heart,
a soul that was just thrown away.
This abuse and neglect has just torn me apart;
I can't see the light of the day.