(2014)
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
There is poetry in nature better left to be spoken wordlessly by the breeze
If nature were so flattered by poems written with itself in mind as people are we would be moving mountains
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
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
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
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 see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
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
The road is long and winding like nothing you can imagine Too many off ramps to count but too few in hindsight
