Go where the people aren't
and clench your jaw

Every breath feels like fire
in your lungs
And every tear
feels like ice

Worry not

Life has a way
of preparing you
for what is
yet to come

And you'll miss
The bliss
While waiting
For the other shoe to drop

Dear soft autumn breeze,
you carry those leaves so gracefully
one by one into the sweet unknown

But I'm the tree
not ready to let go,
I'm afraid my green
is turning yellow

One sad day
my branches
will be empty,
and my color
will be plain

A mere request
might keep you
away

But leaves are called leaves
Because they leave
Don't they?

I made peace
with the pain
And reminisced
what is yet to end

in love,
I was never
afraid of falling

I was only afraid
of the moment
when my body
hits the ground

the best way
to describe you

is like an itch
I can't locate

and I'll scratch
my skin off
before I realize

you're only
in my brain

gather your veins
and run as fast as you can

call your past
preparation

baggage slows you down

tears
heavier
than mercury

let them go