There is a sorrow
In the world
So profound
So heavy

So heavy
You can see it

You can see it in
a newborns eyes
completely absorbing
everything around him

You can see it in
the woman on the corner
waiting for the walk signal
completely engrossed in
her cell phone

You can see it in
a balloon,
tied to the wrist of a young girl
pulling towards the clouds.

That balloon
has the right idea.

Close your eyes,
and let yourself float above
That sadness

Towards the clouds
before you wither,
deflated,
and let the sorrow
engulf you.

skin covers
my bones
my organs
maybe my soul
maybe my mind

it covers me
yet it is always
searching
for more skin

skin to
touch
rub
feel

always searching
always finding

maybe never
the right skin
but
it finds something
someone

and then
if you're lucky
your skin
and their skin
become one
somewhere.

we couldn’t stay that way forever
it’s what I wanted
more than anything
but it would be asking
you
and me
to remain the same
and who could promise that?
we can’t get it back
too many things have happened
but we can go forth together
can’t we?
can we learn to love that way?
all these years
so close
and yet
i still feel the may air
i feel it more than the june air
or the october air
or january
i know we are infinite
the way i know your hands
and your face
and voice
in you i see me
in your eyes i see my
future
in your whispers i hear my
past
and in my heart
i feel my present
pumping away

Paper bones form paper hearts
Cut out with child-sized scissors
And winter days are here to stay
Her heart is covered in blizzards

No one can help her
Because no one knows
Why her heart is beating
Amongst heavy snows

Fragile is as fragile does
And she certainly takes the cake
Metaphorically, of course, because
Literally would be a mistake

Paper hearts form paper dreams
Never to jump off the page
And she can't seem to jump at all
Her body has become a cage

Not losing weight, just losing time
At least that's how it seems
She's smashing mirrors and smashing plates
Thrown in a pile of smashed dreams

Paper dreams form concrete thoughts
Of ending it all one day
In fact, why later, why not now?
She doesn't have a reason to stay

Can't run, can't walk, can't nothing but sleep
Can't scream, can't cry, can't nothing but keep
Empty while her body is begging but she can't eat
To live at all is an enormous feat
Never leaving her alone until she sleeps

Endless sleep forms paper dreams
Of people and things she'll never see
As paper thin as her naked form
Her pale skin threatening to pop hipbones free

Hair is falling, teeth are yellow
As she kisses the cold, hard metal
Skeletal figure stumbles forward
This plan is turning fatal

She begs her paper heart to beat no more
She begs for her release
"My paper bones formed paper dreams,
I wish to be deceased."

This endless winter has to stop
This never ending quest to be thin
Slender hands and hollow cheeks
Drenched in her red sin

i imagine knocks on doors
and whispers in my ear
i imagine things that aren't possible
as long as you aren't here
i can close my eyes
and feel you next to me
when i close my eyes
it's you i see
you are a fever
that won't burn away
and there's no reason i can give you
that will make you stay
nothing makes me sadder
nothing makes me happier too
than this fever inside of me
i am delirious from loving you

Intuition -

not a thought,
but a feeling.
It's the wild woman inside of me,
that keeps me strong despite
the storm.

It's a strange and sometimes subtle
truth.

It's louder
than ever before.