me in my car,
twirling around this place,
a little soul here,
I keep spinning,
I keep looking,
for that road,
where my other life was from--
aren't you in this place?

Meaningless

A world to me

Contagious

To the world it can be

Spread

At your own risk

Happiness  or none

To the world as it believes

O  how we have aged
         mother Earth...

I misplaced a tear drop
                                   into a jar full of collected rain.
  
Cloudy thoughts sway me forward to face the day
   ahead

I hit the ground, but it wasn’t slowly.

It was sudden and the absence of love had crushed my lungs.

You stole the air right out of me so that you could breathe.

Ripped me apart and claimed it would set me free.

And as I laid there with broken bones and bruised ribs, I realized that this is what falling out of love looks like.