there is meaning in a name
and a name for meaning;

you undoubtedly share one
with someone.

everything has a name:
cat, car, box, keys,

Hannah, Sarah,
Jacob, Aaron.

if we all have names
and names all have meaning,

what is the purpose of a name
if you have no purpose at all?

without a thought,
anything can mean nothing.

and nothing
can mean everything.

We draw to escape our lives,
We draw to escape reality.
With every stroke of a pen,
We wander into insanity

My veins have been replaced with ink;
Down, down, down I sink,
Skating on the unstable brink
of eternity and what others think.

they all say
that tomorrow
is a new day,

hold on to
the hope that's
inside you.

but oh, tomorrow,
tomorrow will be
worse

than yesterday.

I get too attached
I loved her so much
I wish I could be with her always
To give her hugs
All the hugs
To stargaze
And stay up until three just talking
To lie in a hammock eating
hot Cheetos and necco wafers
And to share secrets and problems
like they are nothing
To experiment with makeup
And to watch her fall asleep
in the bunk next to me
To sit in understanding silence
To hold my hand
Even sometimes sharing pants
To laugh about the boys we chase
To slowly watch her walk away
The best friend I've ever known
Has gone and left me all alone.

dark thoughts creep where they are unwanted
undesired ideas
flood the empty cavities within my skull
black.
white.
Gray.
it seems as if the color has drained from life
deep greens and rich blues
no longer paint the world
instead I am left with
black.
white.
and Gray.

you know,
they say
everything will be
okay
they’re lying,
lies are easy to believe
when truth is hiding