(2015)
Props to my Dad on this one. Drink water everybody!
I cannot divide My heart Into four pieces Equally Geometrically
My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
How do you measure pain? All is relative and personal Even with one’s own self It is impossible to compare As memory distorts pain
Some I like to share Fresh out of the oven Don’t let it get cold That’s why I wrote it Emotions in that moment
The more you treat me like a nag The more I become one I’m sorry if I micromanage Your clean clothes Your hot meals
Water Beach pools and fountains Rivers creeks and waterfalls The sound The feel Floating Weightless
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease
The passive-aggressive Guilt trip Is a weak tool For your purpose The sensitive
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding