(2014)
#EmptinessLoss #Love
I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
The pen must be mightier than the sword For there is nothing that will spill your guts faster than a bit of ink that says
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 have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
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
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
