(2014)
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
I have whispered your name into the air so many times it has become the breeze that blows
I write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
There seems to be a drought in my… but who knows if it is the cause or the result of the war raging within me
I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
I wish you had told me that on the good days kissing you would make me think that I knew what happiness was and on the bad days
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
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
I spend my nights wishing on every star in the sky that you are alive and well
My heart was paper now folded six times over to make it harder to tear I only hope that
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin
