i guess poetry can be used
to inspire optimism
and make people feel good,

but i'm looking for the kind of poetry that
eats the air
from my lungs and
sifts my holes
with a fistful of dead flowers.

I've been thinking to much... someone help me.*
My mind is going crazy.
Everytime I stop thinking,
my demons attack me and
the silence kills me.
My thoughts leave scars
on my heart...
I can't prevent it from happening,
i'm a thinker
....I think to much

I lied to my mother about talking to you because last time I told her we talked, she cried.
2. My biggest fear is that no matter what I do, I won't ever get over you.
3. Everywhere I go, I find you. I suppose it's because I carry you in my heart.
4. I didn't believe in soul mates until I met you. You didn't complete me, you complemented me.
5. Sometimes I can't sleep because I'm thinking of you. Other nights I don't want to sleep because I know I'll dream of you.
6. You make my hands shake and my stomach hurt. I don't think love is suppose to feel this way.
7. I miss you even when you're not away. I hate it but it's always been that way.
8. Sometimes I think we were meant to be. Everything was right except our timing.
9. It's been two years too late but I still look for your face in a crowded room.
10. You felt like home but if there's anything I've learned recently, it's that home is so very temporary.
11. I never knew craving touch was a thing until I saw your hands.
12. You are the whirlwind of thoughts I could never put into words.
13. I write about you like you put the stars in the sky.
14. I don't want to forget you but somedays I regret you.
15. I don't always like you but I always love you.

I write songs
but they don't sound right
I write essays
but it doesn't look right
I write tweets
but they're irrelevant
I write Facebook posts
but people rather cause drama than find ways to reduce the problem
I write on my hands
but they disappear after a shower
I write on walls
but the city covers them up
I write on a foggy glass
but it fades away
I write my name
but I've written it so many times it just looks like a trademark
Then I write poetry
everything seems right...
everything looks right
everything feels right
everything always reassures me no one will cover it up
everything seems to stay for the moment
Poetry is right

Watching you is drinking a cup full of giggles and trying to savor every last drop.
Hearing the worst news ever and then getting a hug from you would make the world stop.
I swear you're the Sunday mornings after church and you're an early fall night at the fair
I adore your almond eyes, the golden brown tone of  your skin and your cute curly hair
God gave me more the just a gift
He gave me a new life
and I'm gonna love her.