(2014)
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
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
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 have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
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
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
