(2013)
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
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
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
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