(2014)
All that I know how to do is write about death without dying and write about life
There is something to be said of a true friend One who will pull the knife from your back One who will stitch the wounds
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
Autumn sneaks in preceding dormancy Leaves take on new beauty with nothing left in them but a fa… Individually insignificant
So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything
I’ll keep searching for the meaning of life and I hope I find it as crumpled paper nearish a trash can
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
It must be a wednesday or a friday or any day at all for I am painfully aware of the wo… that consumes me
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
I see words screaming for attention etched in the lines of your face Let me look closer
I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth
The pen must be mightier than the sword For there is nothing that will spill your guts faster than a bit of ink that says
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
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
