mossy rocks and harbours /
freshly cut grass and ant hills in the cracks of pavement /
the way my mom dressed in the 90's /
the taste of whiskey and the smell of wet wood /
a couple on a beach and a low tide /
spilling beer on clean satin /
of breakups, suicide, and cheap wine /
running from problems, never escaping and muddy shoes /
chai tea and petrichor /
a room, an open window and oversized white curtains and a breeze /
escaping writers block and tears, smiles, blood, and 100 poems /
drinking alone, a bar and a book, small talk, and silence /
searching and finding, lion's teeth and yellow-stained skin /

I can feel you forgetting me.
You used to compliment me on my nails knowing I had hours getting them just right.
Now you don't even notice that I painted them your favorite color.
You used to tell me that I didn't need to wear makeup, that I was beautiful without it.
Now that I don't wear it anymore you can see the dark circles under my eyes from the sleep I lost over you.
I can feel you forgetting me.
You used to tell me that my constent humming was annoying with a smile on your face.
Now you don't realize that it's your favorite song that is falling from my lips.
I used to doodle happy things on the edges of my paper when you were around.
But now all I do is write heart wrenching poetry about you.
I can feel you forgetting me.
Please don't forget me.

Who too? Who too? the owl cries,
As he sees all with his glowing eyes,
Death, Growth, and Life anew,
All the while crying, Who too? Who too?

Alone he sits, with his knowledge vast,
Seeing all wherever his eyes are cast,
But none can relate with his knowledge too,
So he continues to ask, Who too? Who too?

an empty shell, i carried it carefully.



the bird had flown,

and while some are sad,

it is a new life and

we must move on.



carefully.



sbm.

my hands are stitched in love, i'm an ever-growing garden of laugh lines, my eyes are swirling galaxies of patience, my thoughts are made with care & carried out with passion, when the walls move closer to me & my heart starts beating too fast, there's a voice in the back of my skull that whispers "slow down. this too shall pass."

& you are that voice in the back of my skull,
the passion in my actions,
the care in my thoughts,
the patience in my eyes,
the reason for the laugh lines,
the seamstress who laced my loving hands

even on my weakest days when i swear i can drown in my own tears, you can bet your life that i will swim every time because you are my guide and you'd kick with tired legs across an ocean before you'd let something as weak as pain drag you underwater

i have no capacity for apathy,
no fear of what's in front of me
cause i was born from
a gentle warrior
who never let me wonder
how i'd make it through.
she always knew
exactly what to do

He studied law,
so I wish he’d had fought
a harder case for me.

I love you
and I'll stay

I know it's cold at times, but I'll cover you with a blanket of warm words, and you could close your eyes and I'll hold your hands tight.

I miss you
and I'll wait

I know you were crying hopelessly at night, but I'll collect your tears and will drink them like holy water, and tell you, we'll survive.

I need you
and I'll pray

I know nothing feels real, and You're afraid that I'll break you, but what I would only ever want to break is this silence between us.

I feel you
and I'll always

be there, to understand you, to read you, to see you, to aid you, to hold you, to be with you, to kiss you, to love you

It was harsh,
It was cruel,
It wasn't beautiful,
You leave me at the end of the road, alone.

It was agonizing,
It was ruthless,
It wasn't perfect,
You took a detour, leaving me at the sahara, alone.

I was stranded,
Unable to walk nor crawl,
As I laid on the burning sand of the desert  i stared into the sun, hoping it will take my sight away and drain this well of love i have dug for you.

I did not ask for much,
I just want to be loved.

Nakanai,
I am tough,
Hard as a rock,
Unshakeable,
Nakanai,
Nakanai,
And i cried.