There is a way pain becomes corroded
it is ground down by time
covered over by new scars
with new names
I cannot forget your name
to try would be senseless
the only blasphemy I might ever know
I do not wish to sin against you
if possible, I would place flowers
deep and red, in your hands
would you kiss them
and tell me how you love them so?
how can I love you in a way
that stretches forth to find you
memories, indelible and undenied
speak to me
tell me you are fine
it is lucky to not forget
good fortune that you still stay
there is a way I tilt my head
when I am looking at you in awe
you have not gone away
you have not gone away.

efficient yet sinful.
we build cities, we find cures for illness.
we grow, we reproduce.
we dream, we love.
but we never quite know what we want.
we crave lustful encounters,
yet when it comes to being in love,
we always wonder if the grass is greener on the other side.
we cheat, we lie, we're greedy.
humans.
flawed as a race.
flawed altogether.

Tell me what happens
When the last of them fall
Will the sun cease
To share its love with the sky?
Will the wall built on sacrifice
Crumble to the ground
As we lay beneath it?
Can stars covered in cloud
Shine as brightly as before?
Or will all that we know
Fade, quiet and serene
Never to be seen again?
What will we do
When the last of them fall?
Can we ever regain
That which we have lost?

Goose bumps and shivers
the postie looking for a signature
parcels and cards
fairy lights and snowmen
turkey with all the trimmings
mulled wine and carols
and the birth of a child;
The Prince of Peace born in a stable
the greatest Birthday Party of all.

Sometimes when I am alone
I listen to the walls
and I read all of the words,
I have written
to cover me up.