deep in the meadow
as all rebirths within in the sun
in the midst of early spring

darkness is descending
and beneath the fallen raindrops
i am the only nonliving thing

When I dream I think of you and all these
wonderful things you do
I Dream of you giving me a rose
That will enchant the scent of my nose
I dream of us walking hand and hand,
While we walk through the sand
I dream of us walking through the sunset
Where no ones over been yet,
I dream of you always being there for me, Hugging me,
Loving me, kissing me...
But who am I to Fool, nothing that good
could happen to me, But Only in my DREAMS...

There's something about looking at stars that makes me think of everything
Makes me think of you, makes me think of me
I don't really know what it is about looking at stars that does that
Sticky stars on my roof
Stars in the sky
They all bring me to us
I don't know if it's the universe telling me that you're the one it has intended for me
I don't know if it's because we talked about the moon more than our days
I don't if it's because without the stars there'd be no sun
And that's you
You were the sun and I was the moon
And we loved to say it
You were the shine that made me glow
I was the light that lit your night
But why is it universe
That I can stare at your stars and think of my sun
But I can't have him
Is he destined to be a star
My sun
Distant and untouchable
Warm and good
But not meant to be touched held or loved

She struggles for more
But
She settles for less,
Breathing slowly
Face down on the cold ground.
She wrote HELP
Even if no one read
There is a HOPE
That tomorrow is not too late.

through streets like open sores
I'm here.
hissing chatter
Invading my skull,
creeps down my spine.
pressure building.
it's all in your head.
You are the only one here,
feeling like this.
I'm outside, standing in the street —
Sun on tired eyes.
worms pushing
under my skin.
9am.
the doors are open.
Your appointment,
try not to cry.
But they don't understand,
you look human.
"Don't you want to work?"
"What do you enjoy doing?"
no. good.
let me bite     my ****** misery
and pour it
                 down  
      your throat.

Press all your noise into my silence
The quiet in quitting can be so vibrant
Bright hues of the abused
Paint the sky within the lines of lies they've used
To confuse both you and your muse
I never tried to love you
I did try not to
Can't avoid the noise when I agreed to cover it
Why am I begging God for you
When we did what we wanted to do outside of his covenant
I would be remiss if I didn't tell you how much you're missed
Not sure why I thought you were Heaven sent
Since I can't tell you where Heaven is
Maybe it's just a mile away
A Smile, a way
A missed phone call, drunk dial away
We are the generation that doesn't pray
We are soldiers at war who never stay
In battle long enough to win
Enemy used to be opposite of friend
Some how now synonymous to them
Where do I begin
To tell the start of the end
No mending just bending our minds into helix chains
Pretending not to feel the pain
You pressed your forehead into mine once
Told God to release the divine wants of our souls
My mind wants to be whole
but knows just how much of it your memory holds
We should have resisted the rush
Slowed down and learned the sound of touch
The music in us
So when they came to point the blame
We'd know the difference between advice and game
Yet here we are in a place where we may never be the same
Easier to delete a selfie then to pull a picture from a frame
or file a motion to retain a last name
I read an old couples opinion on why love doesn't work anymore
They said we replace where they would've fix things
but how do you fix anything at war
Isn't it about survival and making it thru
Picture your opponent dying to sustain you
Mirror stained truths
There is a war on love darling and we are proof...

I would be rich
the day
I will not yearn
for nothing
no more