(2014)
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
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
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
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
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 wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
I wish you had told me that on the good days kissing you would make me think that I knew what happiness was and on the bad days
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
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
