(2013)
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
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
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
I wish you had told me that on the good days kissing you would make me think that I knew what happiness was and on the bad days
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
