I am not like ordinary men. I think in a way that makes the mass populous shudder. My thoughts and dreams are banned from most libraries, my ideas and schemes forbidden from any textbook. I’m just a human being trying to navigate my way through a world crammed tight with letdowns and setbacks. I write because I need to, not because I want to, but there’s a magic beneath the pen as it scrawls word for word, as I scribble my internal drama between the lines. It’s almost like giving birth, painful to let it out, but boy does it feel good that it will fester inside you no longer, and now you can raise and nourish it. That’s a magical thing, isn’t it?

Jeremy Void is a Punk rock poet. He should have been alive in the 50's, writing poetry like a beatnik. He's a former alcoholic and drug addict, but is now sober and writes about it.

I am the author of many titles, such as The Years Were Unkind, New Sensations, and Fiction. I write because I need a healthy way to address this darkness that festers inside of me. I'm just a normal man, who does normal things. Please support my journey into the darkest realms of existence, as I battle with drug addiction, alcoholism, borderline personality disorder, and impulsivity control. I'm not a model that can be sculpted into the hopes & dreams of others; I'm just a normal man who has desires of his own.