The winter is ending, but the cold is only now making its debut.

Maybe we don't get better.
Maybe we just learn what it means to be worse.

Don't forget who you are.
Don't forget where this power came from.
The feeling of sweeping.
The sound muffles, you feel it inward.
Like a ram diving into your gut.

i have a
               name
it is covered in
                            silk
like sheets we never
                                      use
as we brand our
                               bed

if you know my
                     name
please say it out
                loud
neither here are
           innocent
long after they're
      gone

so if you know my
  name
please say it out
              loud
tell me that you feel
                          me
that im not lost in the
                                 crowd

Okay, I’ll admit it-
Maybe I don’t love you
Because when I saw how his gaucheness made you chortle-
How his mundanity carved your dimples,
I could feel every winged insect inside of me shrivel up and plunge into my deepest cavity.

I know love isn’t self seeking-
But is it so wrong to feel cheated when I once owned the patent to your smile?

There's days
where I look outside a window
and feel like I have no talent at all

I begin to say words in my head
that swifty intertwine together
like pieces to a puzzle

I apologize for all the years wasted
looking at the ground
angry at the world

I'm looking higher
than the clouds now
Further than the stars

I see the whole universe