(2014)
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
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
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 see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
I feel empty unceasingly until you come along and fill my heart to bursting
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
