(2014)
#DepressionLife #Misery #Pain
There is something to be said of a true friend One who will pull the knife from your back One who will stitch the wounds
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
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
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
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
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me