As my life reveals it to the world
As if it symbolizes poetry then
The last poem I wrote is a broken
Crumbled up memo and you were
The journal I hoped to fill my days with
Until the all of the space ran out
The depths of my soul cries out
As I try to place the broken pieces
Of my heart back together and
Stop to question the very existence
Will it ever end????? Or even
How did it even begin???
I'm stripped of my secrets, open
And bleak it blackens afar into
The half-forgotten creek that
Leads to a gateless garden an
Open path for my feet to follow
And my precious heart to hold
My heart misgives as I vow
For your love and I pour myself
Into a soft refrain, if my heart fails
How am I suppose to breathe
If all my heart does is bleed
When you're too stupid to see
What you're doing to me, plz stop
Makin it hard to breathe, so Im willing
To paper crane all your pages
Until they levitate into the sky
Like the stars til they finally
Discover when they turn out
The lights as I remain in a
State of loneliness.....
