Poetry is my heart
stitched on a piece of paper
word by word
tear by tear
it is written
so that when I am no longer
people may remember me through these words

I saw you
New Year's eve
My resolution to forget you
Guess that isn't happening
anytime soon

Please don't let temporary people
teach you love
don't expect them to educate you
about forevers
about long night conversations
about sticking around no matter the hardship

They will only teach you
temporary love

I am sick of loving
Tired of trying
I just want a quite place near the ocean
where I can be
breath fresh air
Someplace I don't have to deal with people
where silence holds no meaning,
everything is what it seems,
and there are no memories.
you just live
unaware of what your past was like
not remembering what people it held

What do you do for someone
whose lost a beloved
to death

Do you pat them in the back
tell me they will get through this

Do you say you share their grieve
and try to bandage their wounds

Do you give them flowers
hope they feel alright
and come into terms with the death

Do you give them a hug
wishing that brings together
their broken pieces

or do you just give them space
and pray they find their way out
of the darkness

Tell me please
How do you make the pain go away
or at least make it hurt a little less

I saw the knife
in your hand
I saw the hate
in your eyes
I saw the smile
slowly creep up
as you put the blade in me
I saw the blood
drip down
I am a witness to it all