If we could mend a soul
with a quick and easy fix
If we could just jump into
the chaotic spinning mix

Then life wouldn't really be
worth the gold
Which we find buried within
every persons' story told

We must find time to
listen, love and learn
This in and of itself is the
only way to catch your
worldly turn

I’ve never received a flower
Or even a rose
But I’m a guy
So it’s acceptable I suppose
No kisses
Or sweets
No treats
That signifies ones feelings for me
No token of ones love
But I have gotten
Disappointment
Watered with hate
Planted in betrayal
Fertilized with lies
And maintained by fakes
Roses are Red
But my roses are dead
And crumble beneath my feet

There's an "i" in isolation
In fact there are two
But to tell you the truth
One "i" will do

A vulnerable "i"
An "i" in seclusion
Since feeling together
Might all be illusion

There is only "i"
Only one altogether
Because in the end
There's no "i" in forever

i look down to a knife plunged in my chest
my heart lays elsewhere
wrung out and lifeless.
how, can i be expected to breathe
when there were never lungs to support me.
how, can i be expected to breathe
when i'm burning on the inside out.

- a.g.

forgive me, when I make my own chaos. forgive me when I'm thinking of some things that I shouldn't think about at all. forgive me when I overthink over a little stupid thing. forgive me when my anxiety attacks. I need you to wrap your arms around my exhausted soul.

forgive me, when I'm being stubborn. forgive me when I don't want to go to sleep early because I do miss you. forgive me when I don't listen to you to stop eating ice cream. I need you to wipe those ice cream around my lips because you know I can't eat them properly.

forgive me, when I'm being annoying. forgive me when I'm staring at your brown eyes but get mad a few seconds later because you stare back at mine. forgive me when I can't stop pinching your cheeks until my fingers paint red on them. I need you to kiss my forehead and I'll be quiet for a little while.

forgive me, when my worries get a little too much. forgive me when I double text you because you take a few minutes longer to get home more than usual. forgive me when I'm asking about how your day was. I need your smile and laugh to share warmth on a cold night.

— forgive me,
when I can't give you the world,
because you are my world.

I fall in love with sad boys.
My father was a sad boy.
Will my sons be sad boys?