(2013)
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
