Dear little Paper Clip
holding together
my work
and subsequently
my life
You keep my chaos
nice and tidy

I could just tear
out all my hair
Rip up all my papers
Quit my job
and be a broke
artist

All the pressure
my endless list of
things to do
The never ending
questions that I
never know
the answers to

But then there you are
little yellow Paper Clip
calm in your role
you understand
your place and I
almost envy you

You keep it all
together
and you look good
doing it

Today I will try
to be
more like you.

7:26am
is where it all began.
Angry words were being thrown
back and forth between a woman
and a man.

A little girl woke up from her dream,
as she heard her name in between those screams.
Tears spilled from her eyes as she began to cry,
asking questions that mostly began with why.

7:26am
a tale of two lovers comes to an end,
leaving a girl with a broken heart
that cannot be mend.

*(n.d.)

A silence with you
Is not
a silence

But a moment rich
with peace