Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world

I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark

Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again

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

The hands of this watch haven’t moved since the last time you did and I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear the ticking

I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can

I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer

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 always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you

Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin

I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth

Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant