Woke up and noticed something wasn’t right. As if something wasn’t near, not a sense of fear. But something deeper. I’ve always been a heavy sleeper But for some reason I can not drift away. Arise to get a early start on the day Walked into the living room, metaphorically it’s a wreck Every time I see the furniture Or a picture Broken Vases, piles of plates or discarded dishes
The front door is wide open. Like a wound ripped open from its stitches A breeze rustling in. A wind of cold that’s grabbing a hold. the sun hasn’t even stretched yet. How are these thoughts already in my head? The birds are singing a familiar hymn, I catch myself humming in tune. Wishing I could see the sunrise the way I see you. The smell of cold morning Dew, Like an elderberry it takes away the pain. in this cabin I can think Even when my minds on the brink. Take a step back from that ledge To analyze what’s left in little pieces of a puzzle
This world would not be better off if you were dead. The world does not stop just because Your in a bad mood. When the train of life leaves your stop. And the rain in your eyes starts to drop. Fast enough to get your feet wet.
Suddenly, Dawn rises, slowly, stubbornly.
Thinking about all of the words that I wouldn’t be able to say thinking these awful things would take place amongst the pain. My favorite things about the seasons longing to have a rhyme or reason.
Summer wouldn’t be sunny, Winter wouldn’t be warm I would never see flowers bloom in spring. So much more than leaves would fall in autumn.
No more night drives and high conversations. Loves no longer the connotation. I’d forget the ambitions of the heart. always losing track of the start
The peripherals that kept me full, could no longer be quenched. The years are gone as fast as it came. Meeting you, I never knew. Nothing would be the same.
The laughs wouldn’t be as hysterical. Dreams wouldn’t be as mystical shared stares wouldn’t be as magical. The sunsets will just mark the end of the day.
Another day where you are not near A future so unclear, That it petrifies No longer getting lost into chocolate almonds Lost all interest amongst my friends
The lost boy whose story tragically came unto its end I’ve learned so much, much more than I could ever speak of. Gazing into anything would just bring despair. So then I close my eyes.
See your face An abundance of love Your right back here. the scent of a flame One that never strayed. Life without you would never be the same.
