(2013)
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
I was like a rain cloud over a small garden and dammit if you weren’t that garden so full of flowers that I fell in love
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
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
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
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
Passion doesn’t arise from 12 point Times New Roman but rather from ink on one page and another
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
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
