i wish this one had a rhyme,
a careful slip-of-hand design.
i wish i could look myself in
the eye

i wish i didn't sense disaster,
wish ken felt less like the cruelest master.

i wish i believed a wish meant anything.
that way when i stared off into the sun,
i could trade a line on the eye chart
for more years with you

i wish any of my thoughts made sense

i wonder how you can love me  
when what i have equates to pence

i wonder how all the things about myself i can't stand--
i wonder how all of those things are so beautiful on you

there are a lot of things i wonder
and none of them compare to your ageless, spaceless, graceless grace

you’ve stolen so much of my soul,
i’m still trying to remember who i was

i've been drained of any and all emotions

i hope you have the good fortune
of making new friends wherever you
go after this place.

i hope your heart is always filled
with love
instead of empty, aching pain.

i hope you meet someone sweet
who laughs at all your jokes.
these upon these
are my sincerest hopes.

i hope they captivate your thoughts
and cause you to forget all about me.
i hope you can move on

because i know i won't be as lucky.

she tells me to **** it up like a sponge

shut my eyes tight and bite on my tongue

i can't help but feel like the kiss of death

one day i'll look around to find nothing left

everything i touch turns to dust

dirt, grime, nothingness, and rust

the way i love you is like an atomic bomb.
dangerous and overpowering
-- absolutely nuclear.
when it drops, it's undeniable and
the mushroom cloud thereafter blocks your lungs,
making it hard to breathe.