My pen is dripping
from my heart and soul,
hoping to grow
a bit more beautiful
each day.

When I'm searching for an exit,
I escape into my own heart.

Life isn't as easy as letting go of those who make you sad,
it's about letting go of those who once made you the happiest

The light that you speak about me on
Is so bright that I am blinded
Not so often comes a frame of time
That I am not thinking about you

I'm rock climbing to your heart but
One of the pieces fell to the ground
They smeared across the floor as I watched
I didn't panic because like a diamond I'll love you to pieces

The doctors all say
Our minds can't remember pain
Why then, do I still remember you

hello poetry is quite inactive lately. where are all my fellow poets gone?