Sam Lapcevic'round and 'roundThis poem was inspired by my battle with OCD. I get stuck in my obsessive thoughts and go ‘round and ‘round having conversations in my head.
Sam LapcevicTwenty DegreesThe cold used to sting. Racing to beat it, Begging for the warmth, That exists within me. Now it's all numbness. Cold doesn't phase me...
Sam LapcevicEight HoursEight Hours. One shift. The singular moment I’ve repeated, Over and over again.
Sam LapcevicConscious PrisonerThe greatest contradiction of life: The fear of being misunderstood, Coupled with the fear of being unheard. A voice for the voiceless....