i no longer know
if i wish to drown myself
in love,
*****,
or the sea.

a boy like you
deserves more
than a girl like me

oh darling,
your words changed my perspective;
they added a new dimension
to my boring daily life.

your words
send me to a whole new place;
a place i have yet to name.

your words
mended my broken heart,
gave me hope when i was on the edge;
i was was so near to jumping -
abandoning this obstacle of life.

your words,
they give me infinite bliss;
a feeling i fear of losing.

oh darling,
you're my favorite poet;
one that i will never forget,
i will remember your words for eternity -
for they lead me through my somber days,
like a firefly in the evening sky.

if the clouds ever begin to cry
umbrellas open up to catch their tears,
jackets repel their sorrows,
and bags protect black ink
from running down the pages.

now the clouds are crying,
harder than ever before;
no umbrella, jacket or bag
could stop these sorrowful tears
from soaking all that lays below.

the bird got tired of flying the same sky
for the trees and mountains were always the same,
he wanted to break free
and see all there was to see,
in the far out galaxies;
beyond all these boring earthy things

whisper in my ear
words i've always craved to hear
melt my heart
let me fall in with you
while you fall in love with me

reading can be a very dangerous thing,
you fall in love,
with people who don't exist,
and memories that never happened.

there was a girl
who tied balloons to her wrists
and floated far far away,
over the mountains,
past the moon,
and beyond the stars,
for she never wanted to return
to the place she once called home

since i was little
i've always heard people say
the good die young
but i never understood it until
the lead singer of my favorite band died at twenty three
or when
my best friend jumped from a bridge at the age of thirteen

people will try to trick you
into believing everything will be okay
when even they have lost all hope
trying to save desperate souls,
stuck in melancholy,
dreaming of bliss,
wandering in circles,
searching for a way out,
but there is no way out
and no one will ever be found

the sun is rising up,
the birds are perched on trees,
i take a sip from my cup
and reach for my keys.

i slip into my car,
and sit on my seat,
i put my foot on the peddle and drive far,
turning at every street,
i have a long way to go;
therefore, i will not go slow.

you walk to the bridge,
biting the skin on your fingers,
tremulous hands,
long brown hair whisking in the wind.

the way you walk,
is filled with determination;
emotionless to the core,
stride after stride,
no thoughts in where you're going
for there is no turning back.

the time is now,
no reason to back out.
you've made it this far;
all that is left
is to cease the deed.

place your bag on the floor,
step up on the railing,
cold wind blowing around,
spread your wings far and wide;
and get ready to fly.

no more cares in the world,
the wind picks up speed,
hair whipping your face;
nothing matters this day
for there is only one way.

no jumping involved,
you let gravity do it all
you are flying now,
but unlike a bird;
for birds don't usually go down.