(2013)
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
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
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
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 is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
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
