My mouth is a graveyard
for stillborn "I love you's"

Loving her
was like
  kneeling
in front of
a stone
and praying
for it
to come
to life.

I've been away
or I guess not really
But I've been thinking
About who I am lately.

I've had the time to think me through
Go over every vessel
over every nerve cell
Everything that makes up me

I dug around in my brain
To figure out how I ticked
How I worked

Nothing I did
could have prepared me
For what was in store

I saw myself
truly saw myself
I started to cry.

I'm not the person I always thought I was
yes I'm annoying and childish
immature and "rude"
But there is so much more to me.

I have power held up inside me
With the tip of my pen
paper and below it
I have the power to help.

Not just with my jokes
and stupid scenarios  
But with my words of poetry

Someone Once told me
that I changed her life
with just 2 verses
that because of me
She's still here

So I will take off my court jester hat
and take up my pen
grab a fresh white sheet of paper
I will put myself to work

This is my revelation
This is the real me

I wont hold back anymore.
**I will let my words flow free