Every night
I pamper myself with
The water of the galaxy
The starry soap
That glints and tickles
My skin

Every night
I float
In the weightlessness
Of the universe
Let the light of the sun
Shower me
In the dark

Every night
I listen to the beautiful hum
Of nothingness
And smell the burning comets
As they
Whizz by my relaxed body

Every morning
I wake up
And wish
To fall back asleep

Im sorry but,
We havent changed much
Im still you
In a different body
In a different room

We were wrong.
We dont have children
A fancy house
A happy, stable job

We're leaping on lilly pads
Trying to find the right one
That can hold the weight
Of our dreams
Our happiness
And our life

There is a lot of pain ahead
For you
And life altering moments

But in those bad times,
Know, that we've made it to 27
Almost 28
Remember when we didn't think we would make it here?

We did.
We made it and we're still going
In search of the perfect lilly pad

And we will find it,
I promise.

I thought if I could swallow the stars
I’d be as beautiful as the evening sky
I tried one night    with fireflies
They burned my throat
Their legs striking at soft flesh
But my skin did not glow
No moon crawled from my eye sockets
I was left with corpses in my stomach
I soon learned I would only ever be
A cemetery

A phone is a window to the world
Of the past, present, future
Of every mistake
Every accomplishment
Of what to care about
What to hate
While the glass rectangles
Constructed in the rooms around us
Wait for us to take a look
To see a blue jay with green eyes
Or red leaves twirling to the ground
Maybe the pass of an oldsmobile
Or the symphonic down pour of rain
A scene that will undoubtedly be remembered
But the window that sits comfortably in your hand
Doesnt want you to see it
Or feel it
Because then you'll realize
There's a bigger, better window
Outside
Waiting for you

There are not many things that last forever.
1. Death
2. True love
All of what is infinite.
Which means that
Sorrow
Anger
Pain
Jobs
Friendships
Material items
All eventually end, or disappear
Whether by choice or not.
Take this as comforting.
To know you are never bound by what seems eternal in the moment
Only by the first, which is inevitable
And the second, which keeps your soul alive

Have you ever tried to pick yourself up when you feel yourself slipping?

But you suddenly weigh over two tons and the you thats trying to pick you up is some skinny stick man that couldn't lift a hair brush?

So you just watch as both sides struggle in their own ways?

That's it.

I'm sorry you're sick.

Because no one wants to see it.