We were a mess.

A mess like the reflection

of a sunset on the sea.

A mess like scattered daisies

in a meadow.

A mess like a poem

quickly wrote on a napkin.

A mess they all wish they could be.

He was love sick

so I gave him a prescription

a little dose of me

to see if that was what he needed.

His ailment receded,

though in the end

I was defeated

He got well and dipped out

But what I didn't know

Is that he was contagious

Now I'm the one who's love sick.

Forgotten.

Fallen.

As you slowly pass through my mind.

Wondering.

Wishing.

You're so cold.

So empty.

Forgive you?

How could I?

It's so important to forget.

Dreaming of a place.

You used to take me.

To do your ***** deeds.

I can't forget.

I'm sure you can.

Always when you're drunk or high.


I'm slowly drowning.

In my own pool of sorrows.


Forget me..

As I slowly pass through your mind.

He Offered
    Her The
            World
She Said
     She Had Her
            Own.

I ripped their hearts to shreds

they said I was heartless,

but the truth is

I have so many broken hearts

stuffed inside of me

that I can't seem to find my own.

You can reach inside my soul

if you want,

but you'll only end up finding

someone else's love.

They say everything happens for a reason  

every choice

every life decision

especially every heartbreak.

It’s all a part of the journey

the preparation

after all you can’t feel

joy without the pain.

It’s almost like a game

the game of life

only a few are lucky

to get free passes

but the rest of us

have to find the way

to the life leading

up to you.