(2014)
#Lonely #Love #Silence
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
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 get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
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 spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
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
