(2014)
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
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 spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
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 get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
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
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
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes 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
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing