A speck of light
In an endless void
We can make a wish
Upon that dying star
I’ll keep it safe
Just in case
So while our planet spins
And while that star dies
Maybe your dream
Could live on

They clip your wings
‘Till you grow out of their reach
Towering above
Where only the wind and stars
Can touch you
How is the view
From the top of the sky?
Do you see all the birds
And take pleasure in their company?
You’ll grow forever more
But will forget me in time

You’re so pastel yellow
And so heather grey
You’re so hopes to fit in
And  wait just a day

You’re so pastel yellow
And so heather grey
You’re so stitches undone
And so lost on the way

You’re so pastel yellow
And so heather grey
You’re so just you and I
And so we’ll be okay

It was four in the morning
We were watching edits
Laying with your head
In my lap the best
Of friends I knew
It wouldn’t last
It couldn’t last
Dice hit the table
What are the odds
It might work out
The silence came slowly
I didn’t even notice
But then
Turn around and you’ll see
Curled up on the bathroom tile
Head in your hands
Tears are not always visible
Look up
Written on the ceiling
How long until it all
Burns down
Which of your truths
Are false
I’ll never know

“The pain will fade”
The wind whispered
“It’s not yet the end”
Breathe in the warm scent
Of sunlight between leaves
Lost in the gardens
Of my spiraling mind
Wade through the ponds
And see the fish
Smiling from the depths
Painting reeds
On your ankles
Climb the towering
Wisteria tree the centerpiece
Each petal a thought
Climb to the clouds
And emerge from the fountain
Dripping with blood
Birds fly from the labyrinth
and lick the flesh
From your bones
Now free to sit
Or wander the endless
Crumbling walls
Consumed by Ivy
To look for the path out
Of which does not exist anymore

I can show you heaven
Joking about that crow we saw
Texting until three in the morning
Hiding just how much you mean to me
I can show you hell
Remember what you said to her
Ghost you for weeks
Hiding just what you mean to me
I can show you love
Thanksgiving with my family
Laughing in the rain
Planning a future
I can show you hate
A side eye in the hallway
Screaming at each other
You’ll walk out in tears
I’ll leave just fine

The hole in the
Stained glass window is
Eight years old and
Mom is screaming
At us that we just
Don’t understand
Just why she hates
Our dad
Reason
Has died in the
Hands of anger
The hole in the
Stained glass window is
Six years old and
She doesn’t know
We haven’t had a
Real conversation since I
Was 7
I confide in my
Brother now
The hole in the
Stained glass window is
Four years old and
My dad is upstairs
On a call with her
We pretend not to
Hear the hollering
Through his phone
I turn the music
Up
The hole in the
Stained glass window is
Two years old and
I stare at it as
Though it’ll set me free
From the conversation
The confusion
The constant
Later I cry in the shower
Not knowing
How am I going
To handle what will
Eventually turn into the
Rest of my life
The hole in the
Stained glass window is
Not there yet and
I don’t see them kiss
Don’t see them hug
My brother knows
Something is wrong
He also knows
I’m to young for
Carrying the burden
Of why they go
Away on Thursday nights
The hole in the
Stained glass window is
Eight years old and
Hope has left I’m
Not sure when it’ll
Return to me
I wish for the love
To last this time