(2014)
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
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
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
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
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
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
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
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
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
