Blank pages stare up at me
Waiting ever so ******* patiently
For me to write something stupid and forgetful.

I whisper my contempt to the dark
And wait patiently for its response.
For some reason, long ago
When I thought it was okay to spend my life alone,
I wallowed not in the mercy of pitiful things...
But now they are all that I have.
And I hold them close
As my memory of daylight fades against the wall.

So many trees.
With so many different shapes and sizes
Standing next to one another in peace.
In loving harmony with the soil and the sun.
...
Why can we not do the same?

I am not lost,
And I am not without poetry.
Because you give me direction,
And you are why I breathe.

Life will break you.
And then reshape you.
Get ready to stand back up
Because we still love you.

I'm introduced like a champion,
So that is what I will be.
I will be humanity's champion
and every champion's humanity.
I will be what you ask me to
So long as it is something that I can become.
I'm eager to jump in,
But am afraid of the things I've heard
Regarding it's depths.
But that's just it...
I don't even know what it is.
So many whispers in the day light
To let you know what it's going to be like.
Let's forget tomorrow,
And look forward to yesterday.
I've forgotten what I was supposed to forget.
And now I'm back in bed
Where I was last month.
Wishing I was invisible
Standing on highway 94.

I want to say that it's all an illusion.
That it's all... Irrelevant...


But there you are.

Holding up my reality.