The humid air escaping my lungs.
The vivid heat escaping the sun kissed hood of my car.
The cool feeling of my drenched clothes after kids find our sprinkler.
You come and go so fast that all we have to remember is the scars you left after we stayed in your sight too long.

I threw words like the were yesterdays news headlines. One after one they missed the purpose I was trying to hit. I spun my mind in ways only imaginable in a 2 dimensional world. I've put my blood and sweat into forming a single sentence that will only be discarded for a commoner to pick up. You've read me like a book, but you can never discuss what im about because I am an endless series of pain and happiness that can only be fully read from someone who is willing to see the end.

You find yourself in the creases of someone's heart.
You find yourself in the depths of a beautiful mind.
You find yourself locked into that one book no one else reads.
You find yourself lost in the commotions of pointless drama.
You find yourself in a little bit of everything, but today you  found yourself stirring into trouble you should have left alone.

It took years to suppress you and only minutes to embrace. You have given me hell, but let me see some beautiful insights. I've poured you and varied you and did everything to numb you. From drugs to alcohol, self harm to counseling, and you've never died. You've made me feel things I've never wanted to feel, but I thank you for being the only thing to stay by my side.

The sweet smell of late winter running through my nose. The brisk air pushing me to close my bedroom window. The **** taste of coffee at 5:00 in the morning. The long wait of my lower class T.V. To turn on. I think I will take a walk instead today.

You are etched in every word I draw, and you are heard by my audience. You were my go to, my angel. You were the reason I kept going and now that I have fallen I knew I had dropped you. I apologize for everything my angel, so forever rest in peace as I walk chained with brittle bones and no words to speak. Farewell my love, this will be that last.

My deepest feelings are through my fingertips, as I etched my life through pain and happiness. I tried shading myself Into something I'm not, but I felt the deepest affinity when I rolled my fingers over the work of art you made yourself into.