(2013)
#Death #Life #Love
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
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
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
There is a girl and I love her and I have loved her since the beg… Or so it seems to me as I only became conscious
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you