the angel on my shoulder
picked up smoking,
the devil on the other
took up yoga—

they don't know
how much they have
in common.

My Mom
got in bed
with my Dad
and told him
to move over,
but he didn't
budge,
so she said,
"You're not
making room
for Aaron."
My Dad replied,
"You just named
him."
That's how I
was named.

D.
The things I wish
I could tell you
fill up my brain
with thoughts of regret.
I'm awful sorry for
how things turned out.
I hope you can
forgive me one day.

Grandma bought me a box
of tissues today,
now I can start crying.
I've heard it said,
"Boys don't cry."
but sometimes I do.
Life gets too heavy  
and I need a release.
I always lock the door to my room,
to not sadden others.
I pull the blanket over my body
and my eyes start to water.
I bow my head as if to pray then I let
the most vulnerable part of myself
free through my teardrops.
For a few minutes  
I have no guard or shield
just tears.
When its over
I wipe away the pain
from my eyes
and start life
anew.

I had
to leave
my house
last night
because of
the yelling.
I called
a friend,
he came
and picked
me up,
I slept
over at
his place.
We talked,
made cocoa,
and watched
a movie.
I fell
asleep in
the living
room on
top of
the futon.
The darkness
covered me
and I
slept in
peace under
the fake
plastic stars
attached to
the ceiling.
I woke
up this
morning with
one question
on my
mind, "Why
can't every
night end
like that?"

To be saved
that's what we want,
we reach out to people,
sometimes they break our fall,
other times we drop to the
bottom.
It's nobody's fault,
in the end,
sometimes we lack the strength
to save the ones we love,
but does that mean we don't care?
Certainly not!
Let's all forgive each other,
knowing love
always tries
again.

yet
if I fall
from
Heaven,
it will all
be worth it
because
I fall for
her.

every day
brings
the hope
that
I will
find
someone to
love.

I heard you laugh
And I wish I was a part of it