So many poems
and stories
have gone unwritten
due to fear of not being good enough

i want to close my eyes,
pretend everything was fine,
ends up falling asleep and
waking up in another world
where you don't exist

Distance                                                



                         does not mean a thing. Just as the moon grips the sea, your love will have ahold on me. Forever and unchanging.

You don’t decide who
Will make your heart race.
The corners of your lips just
Upturn so suddenly
That you only notice your smile
When you step forward and feel
The cement  pieces
Of a shattered frown
On the ground beneath your feet.

You're the reason the ink bleeds across my page.

These words are for me,
For I'm the one who's hurting,
I'm just healing myself.