That glow around my head is my halo
and those bruises on my knees are from praying
that look in my eyes is the devil
and those dark circles are from sinning
That taste of heaven is from my kiss
so is the fiery heartburn

Relationships are a give and take
its about letting your loved one know they're appreciated
that's why I gave you head while you worked on my car
the dirt and rocks embedding themselves in my knees
you struggling to concentrate, eventually giving up
running your grease covered hands through my hair
I always feel in these moments
the immense amount of love and care between us

Somewhere out there, beyond this city
There are endless blue skies, unaltered by smog
And after the sunset, thousands of stars glitter in the sky
Knowing this helps me fall to sleep at night

I found the kitten lying lifeless in the grass
It’s body in a sickly contortion
I picked it up to find there was life in it still
An eye peeked out through crusted mucus
There was no fight as I cleaned its face with a warm cloth
Wearily it slumped on the counter as I warmed milk
Trying to be its savior I brought  milk to its lips
Neck unable to be supportive allowed its head to slump to the side
I tried to open its slender lips to force life back in
It could not be done, born with a jaw fused together
Fate had marked this animal for death
I wanted to cry for the deformed creature
My heart welled with anguish
My brain stopped the tears from wetting my cheek
This happens in nature, animals die
I return to the spot I found the poor soul
I may not be able to save it or bemoan its fate
But I will keep vigil so it does not die alone

They said its all downhill from here
But I feel myself rising
Raising out of my own pretensions
Ascending towards meaninglessness
And reaching peaks of insanity

Write
Write because you have to
Write because the words will keep you up at night
If you don’t let them out of your brain
Write because the words will disassemble
If you let them pass through your lips and not your pen
Write because the journals will soak up your blood and tears
If you don’t satisfy their pages with ink
Write because you have to
If for no other reason
write