(2014)
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 awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
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
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
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
