(2014)
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
Life is an uphill struggle Nothing comes easy and only hard work pays off I don’t like hard work was my 5 word protest
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
There seems to be a drought in my… but who knows if it is the cause or the result of the war raging within me
There is a girl and I love her and I have loved her since the beg… Or so it seems to me as I only became conscious
The hands of this watch haven’t moved since the last time you did and I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear the ticking
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
