(2013)
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 awoke from a deep sleep and knew the reason was to write I love you
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 write sharp words with a sharper knife on page after page of what might as well be the skin of my back
You asked what I knew about you and I thought up a list of twenty things
Everyday I lived out a song written just for you But you could
You were the wind beneath my wings but I was Icarus so all I did
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
I see no joyous rebirth in spring for autumn will bring another death I see no joyous rebirth
I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
