The world falls apart when we all stay still
When we pretend nothing is our problem
But we are capable of taking everything
The world falls apart as we hide in the shadows
When we make the monsters our own and leave them under our children’s beds
It is our doing as we ignore
As we pretend
That nothing truly ends
Maybe it does not have to end

But we will still suffer
As the sky grows black
And the ground is filled with cracks
Brittles bones of tree trunks
Elephants without tusks
Nothing but ashes fill the sky
And a little child asks why

Why does everything die ?
Why don’t the clouds cry ?
Where did the bears go ?
What happened to their home ?

It is our own doing
We are the monsters we make
And we have set them all free
And there is no time left
To mute the screams
No arc to preserve the flesh
we have left
Only time to watch and eyes to dull
Because we chose money and greed
Things that don’t matter to you or me

I’m sorry my child
There will be no more blue skies
Or clouds that cry
Only darkness
And death
The world has suffered too much debt

The depth of love
Cannot extend to those hidden
Under waves of resentment

I find the hardest words are the simplest to say
Simpler than love simpler than happiness
Less confusing
More amusing
The tongue knows of words
Not of feelings
So why can’t I say it
Because my mind doesn’t understand the meaning of love
And my heart cannot feel it
It’s a mystery
But it is only a word
Make it real
feel

Life is an equation
a collection of positives and negatives
and when times are the darkest
we cannot see the whole of the sum
but only the dashes, the minuses

life is not finding the answers
it's working through the equation
step by step

and I have never been good at math

Love is the ability to let go
And continue to exist

He talks so unspoken
As the words dance up and down his tongue
He doesn't want to speak
But she entrances his every muscle
And movement
He can't hear the words that hang in the air
But he's sure of her
He's taken away by her every inch of beauty
The color of her soul ignites a flood
Of happiness
Something he could never imagine
Nothing like in his dreams
He can't understand why she has a hold on him
But he's blessed she did
Because where would he be
Without that girl, he met in a bookstore
Reading words he never thought he could say
Words he never knew could become true
Until he met you

Don’t envy the moment you failed
Because it happened
You were able to fail
Some are incapable of even trying
And that is why you have succeeded