the days are longer
the sun shines brighter
warming my heart
we could be in the arctic
in months of darkness
its spring wherever you are

Saturday
The day we leave the stillnesses of home
To walk
To talk
To understand each other

Saturday
Is the day we learn what family really is
The day we learn who we are
What our place is

Saturday
Is my day
Your Day
Our Day

Do not let them
press your pain
against the fence,
scraping your
thin skin veins
against its sharp
metal parts.

Do not let them
mutilate your heart.
It is not their part
to play an
integral roll
in how you grow.
You will rise
despite them.

Do not let go;
Know that though
you are only
passing familiars
that tread
the creeping causeways
driving in, around,
and eventually
all the way out
of this living town,
I love you all.

A flicker of yellow gold bursts into my joyful eyes
By watching the sunrise with you by my side
So close together that our hearts ignite
Two hands embracing like forever is in the sky

Closing my eyes, I dreamt of you
Fighting in the dark, keeping my troubles too
Woke up alone, feeling depressed and undo
Questioning, if forever in the sky is true

Unhappy memories crack into laughter and joy
Skin lingers wanting to be touch at all
The word I love you speaks to nobody but you
Proving that forever in the sky is true

Bigotry, is that you with
the lost numbers?

Looking back, will not
light the road.

I could not haul myself
out, of the kitchen, of narrative.

Something makes me jittery,
counting my failures. You revert back
to the caravan.

After the love. The lines
burn and you set aside the goal―

of becoming free from writing off
the man.

I am innocent

I swear I'm not responsible
For any damage she's had
I swear I'm not the reason
Of her tears at night
And I swear I did not intend
To hurt and scar

I am guilty

I'm guilty for being weak
And guilty for being a kid
Guilty for committing a mistake
And for the actions I make

Misdemeanor; such ******
I slaughtered the feelings
We had for each other

Loving is a crime
And I am afraid
Of committing it again

trees stand so tall
and the taller they stand
the more coveted they become
one chop won't break them
but one chop a day
and that tall tree will fall