It is impossible to separate you
like the sun from the moon.
It still hurts to remember you,
but the memories still
brighten my days.

it was never love
it was a little kid
obsessed with the image
of sunshine and ivy vines
of summer nights and hugs so tight
that he'd lose his breath forever
and become a god himself
it was the dream
of an abused child
a dream of a love that was endless
and unerring and true

In a world
Filled with promises
Of unattainable beauty
The best rebellion
Is to love yourself

There are no ordinary people-
everyone has a story to tell,
a dream to chase and a
mind unto itself.
What is your
story?

When you unweave a rainbow
It won't become less wonderful

You'll still admire it
Worship it - in a sense -
Stunned by its perennial beauty

When you unravel the sunset
You won't sink into despair
Feeling being lied to or worse -
Being lost for good

'Coz you'll find the light within
You'll have the strength to do what's right

When you unweave a rainbow
You'll share in its undying light

Dad, I am going to try and write this
It may be a poem
It may not
But from my heart
I miss you
I remember the last time I kissed you
Your eyes were closed
They opened wide
As I kissed your forehead
In that terrible place
So white and clean
Where people die
But you will never die
Dad
I love you so much
And you will always live on
In my heart
Forever
God, I miss you so much
It's so hard to write through the tears

Insecurities rest in peace
the day has arrived
Cremated
Flames are finally gone
from the fires you caused
Me
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
one day I’ll rest with you
But
Until then I’ll continue to live
the way anyone deserves to
Comfortable
In my own skin and in my own head without your doubt so
Farewell
You had a good run but we both knew I would get better

the sun flew down
just to hit my bare feet,

they stung from the cold
and the rocky beach.

i built a rock tower today.
on the edge of the lake,

and before i warmed up
the wind blew it down.

that same wind that blew hair from my face
and air deep into my lungs—

and i smiled.

it should never have been there
in the first place.