(2014)
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
The pen must be mightier than the sword For there is nothing that will spill your guts faster than a bit of ink that says
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
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
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
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 awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
I hope this is postmarked before my death certificate is dat… but you’ll know why if it is or if it isn’t If you get this in time
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
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
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
I was like a rain cloud over a small garden and dammit if you weren’t that garden so full of flowers that I fell in love
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
