Tapping fingers on a keyboard, writing directly from my mind. Stuck in the numbness of detachmen… not noticing the hours that tick b… Tracks from tears made slowly,

center Two years ago, I lost my brother, my friend. Although he wasn’t perfect,

Flowers bloom. Seasons change. Petals fall. Nothing’s the same. It’s been a while

“Can you breathe?” the air is asking, as smoke fills my lungs. I am crouched under a leaf, the tears streaming down my face

This morning, I was so happy. Clean and ready to work. I thought you would care. Care enough to clean me,

You have two choices in life; feed the fire, or, let it die. Be it passion,

Dear Man, I’m not going to pretend that I u… Pretend that everything is alright… It’s not. I’m hurt.

Life is cruel, when it takes your loved ones. Life is cruel, when you can’t say goodbye. Life is cruel,

Joy, light, happy moments, big smiles, comforting arms,

I walk around, feeling whispers. Avoiding the eyes that prosecute m… The stares. The glares.

It’s a partly cloudy but terribly cold day. I’m running late for school and still have to scrape my truck windows of ice. I finally get there about five, maybe ten, minutes late to my U...

Cousin. Brother. Best friend. All one person and now he’s dead.

center There once was a time when I was… Happy and bright. Not a care in the world. Just going through life,

I say it with my time. I say it with a rhyme. I say it when I touch you and tell you that you’re mine. I say it with my kisses.