Biting your tongue
so the words don't slip out.
The taste of copper,
sharp in your mouth.
"Penny for your thoughts"
the saying goes
but they could never afford
the words buried below.
Sentenced to silence,
laid in unmarked graves,
as you're slowly murdered
by the things you don't say.

~J.M. Green

Before you walk away I want you to know,
you were my hardest goodbye and my favourite hello.

As we watch the rain hit the ground
you ask me "why does it keep coming down?"
With a sad and dull look in your eyes,
one that reflected the mood of the skies,
and I tell you, "The bigger the clouds grow,
The brighter and more beautiful the rainbow"

We all look for
that thing that makes
our souls ignite;
that thing is called
LOVE

My ink starts to bleed
as I sit here with
tears rolling off of
my cheeks.
My words telling stories
of heartache and pain.
Maybe as it bleeds and
washes away,
it will take the pain with it.
If only...

Someone,
help me.
Please.
They've replaced my blood
with anesthetics,
I
CAN'T
FEEL
ANYTHING

The Earth's tears cover the trees
in the forbidden courtyard
where everything
even time
stands still