(2014)
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
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 have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
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
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
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
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 awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
