(2013)
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
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’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
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
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
There is something to be said of a true friend One who will pull the knife from your back One who will stitch the wounds
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
