(2014)
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
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
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
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
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
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
