writ on stone engraved
is an ode entitled loss
but nay the nameless poet
has but scratched out the words
and only left the title for us to read
for loss is not something for you to read
but only to feel

When all you want
Is to disappear

O my love
fickle as a feather floating on a warm winter spring
destroying all my notions, while there I am
thinking love would be a fiery burning thing
roasting all my insides amid a cacophonous din

O my love
fickle as feather floating on a cold summer river
pushing me through the motions, while there I am
thinking love would be a hell sent deliverer
pushing my teeth into the sand, telling me to pull the trigger


but o honey
i’ve seen love, seen it up close
the cage it holds
and the bars they glow
softly beckon they do to you so


o my love
i’ve seen love, and i believe i’ve seen enough
just a killer come to take its due
for each heart its traps renew
softly beckoning
into your soul it will hew its mark anew

tonight i remember you
fondly, gently
as the wind subsides
and the stars they shine
tonight i remember you
quietly, mildly

tonight i remember you
and the moon shines
and clouds line
across this starry night sky
tonight i remember you
tenderly, o so tenderly

Without hollow metaphors to hide behind I’ve got a choice to make
Conquer my fears, my demons, or let them take me away
And I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said through your last breath
and I think that I finally understand
Its okay to be scared