(2013)
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
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 thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
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’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
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
