If I took a different path Would I still have what I have Would I still know what I know Would I have grown how I’ve growm Would my patience be different Would I be more, or less optimistic Would I be more, or less richer Or maybe, more or less indifferent Maybe a square …
The hope of glory (dwells inside me). In my minds eye I materialize all, which at one time lived in my imagination. One with You so, like this malleable clay which I stand upon I am able to shape and form all things that I come in contact with.
Mortician! Mortician! Not here, no tears, no fear. Oceanic as it may seem, the midnight sun peers malevolently through the trivial opening of my curtains. Deeper I fall into this seemingly despondent dream. Although my room is deathly quiet… Mortician! Mortician! Never knowing when today ends and tomorrow begins. White knuckled, I clench my jaw …
Where do I start(?), Fragments of my flesh you were chipping off. Words you spoke left me feeling distant, You punched a hole in my heart. I turned to stone. Know it’s time for me to take my eternal leave. How do I end? Where do I end? When does it end? If I can …
I’d rather write something lovely I’d rather scribble similes and metaphors that make you bubbly I’d rather write in such a manner that demonstrates my love for you I’d rather jot down a few stanzas that make you love me I’d rather write something lovely And yet all that I write does nothing more
Everything’s going to be alright Just close your eyes I know often your chest gets tight I know how often problems could be solved by the balling of your fist I know often they don’t listen when you feel that you’re right Just close your eyes Everything’s going to be alight.
I died with tears pouring down my sorrowful eyes. In hopes that He who once was would stay buried. I rush to capture this moment. Through my shaky fingers it slips through like sand, which has been sieved.
As we lie, flesh on flesh, Shortly after with your head on my chest, Pellets of sweat drip softly, from the nape of your neck. We could die in this moment, Many lifetimes tonight we spent, Unfortunately, all I’m filled with is tremendous regret. As we lie, flesh on flesh.
If I don’t give you all of me, Does that make me a thief? We’ve known each other for a minute, It was blissfully brief.
Reluctant to vocalize My minds eye. Reluctant because, we’ve been consistent for quite a while. As incomplete as I am, these feelings, will you reciprocate? Will you still love me, like you did yesterday?