Poetry

I was a withered flower,
Whose petals were so dry.
You were a ball of fire,
Whose smile lit up my sky.

If I could find a color that I felt adequately described the bright bulbs outside my window, clinging to the branches of a tree I have never seen bloom, I would not use it

Some words have no place being written —

          We were rising.

Like twin flames,

Dancing in the darkness,

Spreading warmth to the stars.

In my mind,

You were a star,

on november first we said

ohgodit'snovemberalreadywheredidallthetimego taking

up all the time in the world with our breath.

on november fifth we said

ohgodpleaseprotectushavemercyonoursins praying

She’s picking me up

a waterfall rushing down her cheeks

covering me

as my beads absorb

the ocean in her palm 

She’s a familiar face

Revenge is bittersweet 

A cozy sword in my heart

I'm over that disaster

Yet we're not apart 

A creature in the corner 

Encroaching in my space 

Around and around,

Plunging downward,

Soaring.

Floating, 

Just for a moment.

A bird,

Lost in ecstasy,

Unaware of the coming end.

Slowing, drifting down,

We stop.

That ship has already sailed he told me,

I wish there was an anchor on that ship.

I miss you so much it's making me sick,

I really need to get a grip.

It's been over a year,

I got these bones in my closet,

too bad I forgot to lock it.

You will soon find,

all the darkness that's hidden inside.

I have too much to hide,

it'll seep through the cracks,

I remember that day

I was given as gift

Today I still reside 

Right there on your wrist

I remember that day

As I was handed to you 

There were tears in your eyes

You prepared to say goodbye

This country is empty 
It is long gone 
For the days of adventure 
And truth 
Lie written in our history books 
Soon to be burned and forgotten