Inkpaw

on some nights
the world feels
broken
like the shattered pieces of porcelain
scattered
across the table
the hate
that pours from people's pores
like the anger in your eyes
what have i decimated now?

Sometimes 
my heart feels as though it will burst right out of its ribcage prison 
with the sheer amount of love I feel 
for each
and every
person reading this. 
You are amazing.

if i were to die
today or tonight
if my breath were to leave
out of the blue take flight
i wouldn't want you to cry
nor morn in painful silence
but rejoice, for the life I've lived has been splendid

no moment can go unnoticed by time's watchful eye
no second can pass without my looking at the clock
no hand can move fast enough for me to be done with this tiresome work
but i'll push on and keep at it
until falling i find

to know one's self  in all honesty and love
is a rare thing indeed
to have all the answers before you even ask
is impossible
or what is life but an enormous equation?