(2014)
#Death #Life #Poetry #Writing
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
Forever seems like so long until I think of all the times spent waiting
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
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 feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant