I fell in love
with the girl with
auburn hair.
She wore her wool coat
tied tight around her
waist as she held
a cigarette
slowly drawing on it,
making the embers
glow brilliantly in the dark.
I stared into her eyes
that cascaded into marvelous
pools of renowned beauty,
that had been structured perfectly,
by the gods themselves.
These eyes were untouched by
human hands.
She gave me a smile and
we talked for hours about
nothing
as I watched her
draw me in, along
with every puff of that
cigarette,
and together we burned,
down to the filter,
as we were flung to the ground,
and crushed effortlessly,
under her foot.

They say it's wise
to never fall in love with
a poet.
They say a poet is
troubled and hurt
that they are constantly
tortured.
They say a poet is in love
with everybody at once,
that if you fall,
you're nothing special.
They say a poet despises
the human condition.
They say a poet doesn't have
money and never will.
They say a lot of things about
poets.
But I'm sure they've never heard
what a poet has to say about them.
Because if they did,
they would find it impossible
not to love a poet.

Darling,
please
kiss me
on my scars
it's been a long
and cold day
of war
and all
I want
is something
warm and soft
against my skin
because healing
is a slow process.

Tonight I experienced something new to me
tonight is the night that I almost died
tonight would have been my last night on this planet
the details I can't entail
for they are irrelevant
but let's just say I was in the wrong place
at the wrong time.
My last words to ever be said
would have been to my friend
saying, "I think you better hurry up."
Those would have been the last syllables to leave
these lips
of all the things that I have said or have wanted to say
those words would have been it
of all the letters that I've etched into paper
those words would have been the last thing
that I ever did
and oh god how I've taken this life for granted
and oh god how stupid I've been for ignoring the
smallest blessings I've got
and how ignorant of me to not take opportunities
and live this life to the fullest
I was shaking
as I stared at potential death
being sure not to move a muscle
not to breathe
not to blink
as I watched me and my friend
slowly become victims of wicked fate
realizing truly what I have been saying for years
that 'anything can happen.'
Just remember all of you
please remember 'anything can happen.'
Make sure the people you love know that you love them
make sure that you've always done what you love doing
make sure that you never leave any loose threads
and please please please for the love of god
make every word of yours count
make every word sing
make those ******* words
resonate and shake this earth
because you never know
what's words will
be your
last.