(2013)
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
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
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 say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
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
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
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
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
There seems to be a drought in my… but who knows if it is the cause or the result of the war raging within me
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
