Hi Dad. I’d like you to know I’m finally Unboxing each memory Framed
The wind– A finicky rush That has to be somewhere else All the time. The faint echoes of summer
I’m sorry I never told you About why I was so nervous around… I’m sorry I never confessed Because you moved on, And I didn’t.
Dare you to shatter Dance in the rain while Unbreaking and Made by the darkness. And there are stars,
Something warm has curled up inside my chest. It is filled with hate, with sadness, with things I cannot express.
dance in the sun watch it splatter over your face
He drapes his hand over the mounta… Brushes his fingertips over the fi… His breath dusts the windowpanes w… He cries for Spring, his tears fa… Soft mounds of snow form below him…
Knowledge is pain, Knowledge is power. The beauty of knowledge Seems so tangible and so beautiful… That mankind must have it.
And we were always running never to but always from and always running... And we were always hurting never for but always from
I do not know All of the answers. I forget sometimes And I’m not always right. Don’t listen to me,
All I have to say Is I am incomplete A story left unwritten A page left unturned But that does not matter
Whiteboards are erasable. Write down a message Swipe it away with a sleeve Scribble down another message. Swipe it away again.
I fear That now There is no real me. I wear a mask of personality And pretend I’m happy.
It is the emptiness, the nothingness, the in-between. Is it broken? Is it maimed?
My heart Is a glass ball Delicate Awaiting somebody Who will cradle it gently