(2014)
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
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
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 would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
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
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
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
