I read some poetry today
That my soul needed
It drank from the sweet words
As a hummingbird from a
Feeder
It replenished the areas
In which I declared
Forever dead
To New Years
And new days
Forever search for what it takes
To
Grow back the gardens left unwatered
In times after the storm

It hurts so bad sometimes
I’d rather blow my brains out
Than see tomorrow
Because nothing  changes
It’s going to always hurt

No matter what you do
You do everything alone
You are born alone
You die alone
No matter the amount of friends love or
Wealth
No one owes you anything we’re all
On our own

I am the rocks
In the rivers
We used to skip
Sunken to the bottom as if
None of the smooth
Hops across the water mattered
Stuck in mucky water
With nothing to show
Except a few smooth
Dances across the still surface
and a swift fall to
Resting grounds
Where all the memories we shared lay on each and every stone