We have tendencies to be self destructive and it was only ever our fault, yours and mine and we were never okay.
And we were always running never to but always from and always running... And we were always hurting never for but always from
The clouds in the distance Sit, patient Oblivious to my need For rain They promise the rain
Knowledge is pain, Knowledge is power. The beauty of knowledge Seems so tangible and so beautiful… That mankind must have it.
Something is dying, Quivering on the edge Of my soul. It is shaking Swaying in the lightest breeze
Maybe I resent it because I know that since it meant so much it hurts so much more. And maybe I resent the fact
What am I without poetry, Without words, blossoming on the page? I would be but a shell of myself And you would find me
Muddled footsteps In the dirt, Wind in our ears, The sun Shrinks down beneath
Dare you to shatter Dance in the rain while Unbreaking and Made by the darkness. And there are stars,
Whiteboards are erasable. Write down a message Swipe it away with a sleeve Scribble down another message. Swipe it away again.
Hi Dad. I’d like you to know I’m finally Unboxing each memory Framed
morning rays peeking through the c… dancing close to you quiet stories told in the dark sleeping in movie nights
I stand at the door What am I waiting for? A whisper or a breath To tell me to carry on? Carry on, carry on.
dance in the sun watch it splatter over your face
I want to hold your hand Tight in my own As we run far away To a brand new home. I want to cup your face
