I'm too far gone
in my fallen
terrible poetry
to save you
any receipts

All the longing
that's been endured
to be back in
another's arms
just to now be so unsure
whether I'm ready for it

For it'd be nice but it'd
be wrong for me
to love you so deeply,
to pick you up, just
to let you down easily

I'm moving through life
so hastily, at pace
for my youth.
moving to each and
every block as new

When I'll stop no one knows.
but when I do,
when I arrive,
I'd hope to see you there
waiting on a park bench

I feel like I've lost some of myself.
In faded egos, one step back.
I lack.
Where I used to enjoy my skills in pride I'm now humbled by a better next.
I'm used to being human though, so I'm confident.
I fade again.
Who is this man you see ?
Does it matter to me ?
Who is this man before me ?
Through time my name is the only thing I keep,
the only thing that stays the same.
Yours fades, it goes away, but it stays, it stays just the same.

looking good at a funeral
but I'm still a mess
the wind has swept my hair
and what was left my
fingers have combed
a green death
what thoughts have I brought
to the altar of your demise
the bed of your rebirth

I don't care what they think of me,
I only care what you think.

Would you walk with me ?
The path before us,
allow us to hurt with eachother ?

What makes the world go around ?
Nothing but love.
Christmas is right around the corner.
and you and me,
the star on the tree-
make my little blue heaven
a reality

winter's death brings
a renewal
there's comfort in it
when you're under your blanket
watching the world fade to white

there's something on the
other side,
a life after your past;
it may be worse or it may be better.
time will tell

if you're gentle and kind
a harmful past will resign
a medic's touch
a trustee to fall into
a shoulder to cry
a name you can call upon
a love that you must

streetlight snowflakes
winter passages
icy gray
inviting shadows
a calm silence