(2014)
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
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
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
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
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
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
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 get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
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
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
