(2014)
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
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 wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
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
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
