sorry I haven't written lately I haven't been my best
quite frankly I've got a lot on my chest
so allow me to air all of this out
I hate bottling up my problems and lashing out.

My laptops broken, and it's an expensive Fix
that doesn't sound like much but a lot of my creative works, poems stories and other things are trapped on it

My mom quit her job so now she's jobless,
she worked for attorneys she liked once but her co-workers gossiped and prodded into her life more than snitch in a mafia outfit

My sister and I haven't been speaking lately all because I made a simple mistake involving a baked pastry, I said I was sorry but she won't accept it
so until she's out of her petty thinking mindset all communications I'm rejecting

along with all this I haven't had much inspiration to run with I've been dry for awhile using throwaway concepts that really don't fit my style so I took a collaboration kick and then a break for awhile

Of death
the barber
the barber
talked to me

cutting my
life with
sleep to trim
my hair—

It’s just
a moment
he said, we die
every night—

And of
the newest
ways to grow
hair on

bald death—
I told him
of the quartz
lamp

and of old men
with third
sets of teeth
to the cue

of an old man
who said
at the door—
Sunshine today!

for which
death shaves
him twice
a week

She cries late
                  every night
     Turns off all the
                           lights
         Sits in bed
bawls
             her eyes out
      in the dark
Cutting out pieces
      of her heart
No one can see
                          the scars
           of her sewing
back up her chest
       Soon she will be
             an empty shell
        Hopefully
                    putting her soul to rest
If her heart
                    is no longer there
It can't get broken,
              right?
If no one can see
                          the tears
Then she never cried,
                     right?

God Only knows
what I'd do without my rose
The light of my day
With her I'll stay

I love her
the stars are above her
I don't know what I did before
but this girl I adore

I know I'm getting redundant
but fate has provided me a new subject
to write about think about,
worry about and pray about

I know she's going through her trials and I hate when she gets sad
I told her I'll be her crying shoulder
because she's the best thing I've ever had
I love that I can call her my own
I'm giddy like a flower who's seed has been sown

They say love makes us do crazy things
but God Only knows what to us life will bring

I want to crawl under
his skin and cocoon
Inside his brain , grab on
to the ventricles of his heart
and swing from within as the
moonlight creates dim lights
in the dead of night. I'll shut
my eyes and hold on tight to
you for a lifetime. Come closer
love and i'll promise to cradle
you with these weak weary
delicate arms and nothing but
the purest kind of love. To protect
you from the storm that's raging on
under your skin and inside your broken lovely bones* ~