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 words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer

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

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’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you

I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can

I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back

I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth

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

If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing

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