(2014)
#CareLove #Wish
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
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 know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
I awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
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 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 see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything