Time melts like the ice in my jack
Heart on a string abused as target practice
Your words cut deep as the space I buried my love
Knowing the only way someone can find it is by connecting the dots
I LEFT
In your eyes
How does the world still spin with this weight I carry in my soul
Unplugged cords and forgotten poems
Please dance on my sonnet and poke holes in my logic
I'm dying alone
in the cracks from all the nights your hands missed mine
and the song still plays long after we're gone
Who knew of the woman who found gravity as her friend
Leaping head first off my failed dreams
Tears of streams and heartless cheats
Drowning on a pen while covering these eyes in bleach
No sound
No light
No love tonight
Just silence

I fought for you in every way I know how
An explosion followed by poetry and art
It didn’t change anything
Today I can’t breathe
A missed flight is flying across my chest and crashing into my heart
A bridge that’s lasted throughout all time crumbles under the weight of an imaginary but planned first kiss
A unknown handicap man checks in alone to hotel room meant for us
Two strangers
Two lovers
Two identities who tried to rewrite the way the sky dies every night knowing,,, absolutely nothing

Cupid is dead in my closet and I’m begging the world to forget about Christmas this year
I am a tree that wasn’t picked for a home,,,
But at least she replanted me before saying goodbye and going back to him

Straight out of a book, her life crafts pages
The lover who waits until the leaves fall off the trees
and all the people go home, leaving the streets as empty
as the box buried under her porch with all the places
she's never been
Why does the sky spell your name once the candle's burnt out
and lust becomes a taunting game?
The shallow part of the soul has a hole in it
and every time I try to mend it, it gets bigger
Bigger like the stories of love that fill her head
A romance that dances with the stars but will leave you
as fast as the wind will blow that plastic bag into the sky
When you touch fire, the burn never disappears
She will though
Off to the next novel with different storylines but similar endings
Off to the next heart she can dive into and tell a story about the girl
who was looking for something deeper
Something that's worth keeping you awake at night
Something, at one point, I thought we had
My chapter was different though, I believe
My burn never healed
and the years dripped away until our worlds were striped of paint
and all of life was brushed up and tossed into that box under her porch, with just enough space to add something more
I hear a whisper in the wind telling me the depths of life is
consumed by a portrait that doesn't exist yet
and time is only relevant to those who aren't searching deeper
I hear you
and feel your heart
pounding under the silence left in me from the night I realized you
weren't coming home
and my love was kept in a glass heart that she now uses to keep her books straight
Though every once in awhile, you hold it and think of the boy
who's heart was just enough to last until the end
To last until you closed the book and start writing again

I will accept you as you are, for rust on the nails never tried to hide
It was only I who placed pieces over my eyes to make a portrait that never existed
I who dismembered the screams and attempted to make them sound like the rain
loneliness has embedded me tonight in a form so alienating
A sadness has dawned on me like a final goodbye as you pull the cord
I am a mountain
Though even this mountain at times the wind is cold
I can feel it wrap around my existence
Whispering in my ear "you are alone"
No matter how rich love is in your life
You are alone
I see now that everything is an illusion
That the observer is not my mind
That I have created my own hell

The songs of our time together are deafening
A month and a half after our divorce we now sleep next to different pulses
Why does the good echo stronger then the bad after it’s all said and done?
Why do your mistakes dwindle even though my decision to leave was more then justified
I’ve been walking a on tight rope for weeks and the void won’t leave me be
I hate the man you are attached too now
I hate the things you were able to do to me
Most of all, I hate the phrase until death do us part
I have to remind myself that you wouldn’t be with him if it was true that nothing happened those two nights he stayed over while I was away
There’s a calling in my bones to get on a motorcycle and ride until I forget your name
Ride like the devil is chasing me
Ride like and eraser will catch me if i stop
The sun is rising over our city and I remain in the dark
That’s all

My Dear,
I love you
As sure as the sun can't be chased forever
I fall into your light
hoping the ground never destroys this feeling
In a distant desert, in some foreign land,
my heart waits, beating your name
In a world full of chaos, you are all that is still
You are all that remains real
You,
are my favorite pill
They say every high has a comedown
If that's the case, I will chain myself to the tallest building
I will live on planes
I will never accept these two feet being planted on solid ground ever again except to be with you
I once watched as you took a torch to tree they said was a million years old
Who new after the last ambers burned out, two souls were resting in the ashes
holding on by a thread
There is somewhere I want to show you
Somewhere I have never let anyone else see
If not in this life, then the next
Or the next
For I am sure, you will be with me
Time has become my biggest enemy
I'm using calendars as bullet practice and seeing your candles in my head drip off like these weeks
Worlds apart my dear
Without you, my world is incomplete

You,
are the only
one capable
of making
grey
so beautiful
Do you remember
when
we stumbled down
those rocks
carved from tears
just so you could
tie our shadows
together?
How hard it was
to steal back our
hands from all the broken
clocks after the cat
let go of there tongues?
I do
I’ve ran from
whispered lust
since that night
I’ve written sonnet
after sonnet
to keep you
afloat
though
this heart
will bleed
eternally
unless
the sun dies
of a spotless
mind

My fire burns a few thousand miles apart
I've been longing to express what's in my chest in person for far to long
Today I wear a coat of depression
Preparing for another lonely moon
Stripes are bleeding off the flag and the beginning stars are fading fast
My love, I long to replace your fake fireplace  
and the books on your shelf with my warmth and our stories
The sky keeps changing colors though I am remaining put
How much longer until I feel better?
The truest prison is surely in ones own mind
This cell echoes my mistakes and all the people I have let down
I stopped counting days once my walls were filled and time forgot how to use its hands
The fuse on my distractions burnt out not trailed by an explosion
and the tires on this man have become flat
If I could write a song that could relocate our homes, I'd play it until my fingers were bleeding and all the strings had snapped
Just maybe that same song could help stitch my halves back full and remove me from this fear of trusting anyone
My heart has beat more times then miles between us since I last saw your face.
If I would of taken a step for every beat, I would be back at your side tongiht
Running on heart-beats per mile is how I travel these days
I'm working on accepting so many corners right now that the only way I can sleep is in circles
That's what happens when you drastically change so many things at once
You find yourself frozen in the last place anyone would ever check
You find yourself searching through the remotes desert for all the puzzle pieces you let slip for the happiness of another
The winds are high tonight though I'm hiding under a rock
As Fall closes in, my sunshine seems further and further away

I hold the mornings like a lover that is shaking from the cold
Thank you sun for always being my rock

Hello poetry really should implement an App?!?

The rain has become a constant
inside of me
Ever since the day I chose to walk away
I keep asking myself what will happen when i'm internally full of water
When their is no more room for these tears
I look for memories of when we were happy and all I get are images of him having *** with you
Sleeping in our bed
Sleeping in our house
and the sun sets on my feelings like the truth did on the night I returned home
Home
that word no longer holds any safety
It's been tainted by a life I am working to bury 6 feet under
It is tainted by a dream I saw 60 years ahead with us being old, happy, with a family
I want to set this city on fire and sleep in its ashes
For those ashes are the only warmth I'd be capable of feeling
Tattoos don't seem so permanent when your stuck in pain
Mer flesh compared to these spikes tumbling inside
I need you to poke a hole in me to drain it all before I'm topped off
Better yet, cut me open and remove these spikes and my heart for I can never be in this much pain again
City of Sin has turned into a city of heartbreak
One thing remains though
The house always wins

The perfect place to drink and cry is a piano karaoke bar. Everyone is focused on the singer and will leave you be

Aspen Tree, your leaves glance white into the dark.
My mother's hair was never white.

Dandelion, so green is the Ukraine.
My yellow-haired mother did not come home.

Rain cloud, above the well do you hover?
My quiet mother weeps for everyone.

Round star, you wind the golden loop.
My mother's heart was ripped by lead.

Oaken door, who lifted you off your hinges?
My gentle mother cannot return.