(2014)
#DepressionLife #Misery #Pain
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
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
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
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
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
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
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
There seems to be a drought in my… but who knows if it is the cause or the result of the war raging within me
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting