Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting

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

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

I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark

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 get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth

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

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

I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first