(2014)
#Dark #DepressionLife
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
I hope this is postmarked before my death certificate is dat… but you’ll know why if it is or if it isn’t If you get this in time
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
I was like a rain cloud over a small garden and dammit if you weren’t that garden so full of flowers that I fell in love
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
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
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 don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things