(2013)
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
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
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
To put it simply each beat of your heart is a gift that I receive with the anticipation of a child at christmas
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
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
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
