Writing

Man at desk with black birds
["Asgardian Seagulls," digital art by cedar, YWP]
  • Alone

    [Alone in] Laughter, lamenting the lost light,

    you don’t want to be the forgotten, the lost cause, the missed flight. 

     

    Reason runs thin when your sadness is bountiful,

  • Confession

    When I think about tomorrow, 

    I see the calculus test I have not studied for 

    and the five overdue assignments with long-received 

  • A piece of my past

    "After time passes it'll hurt less" 
    But it never did 

    "Just forget it, it was so long ago"
    But you told me always to remember 

    And each and every day 
    A little reminder in my eyes 

  • Before

    I miss the days 

    When we would run through the fields 

    And swim in the pond all day 

    Smiling and using kayaks 

     

    I miss the nights 

  • counting

    ten tears that escape from the narrow corners of my eyes

    flowing down my cheeks and onto my lap where they melt and disappear

    even my tears have lost.

    nine questions scribbled into a diary late at night