(2013)
#Hope #Life #Love
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
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 awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
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 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
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face