Today is a sad day Words so plain for a plain sad day I wold weep but not for this Lack of despair I cannot bring myself to care. I cannot bring myself to Anything Weary bones and oh so dreary
Under the covers Early February morning Still dark Still cold Breathing my own breath back to me As I type in my parents Spare room Once my sisters room Now sometimes mine Once in a while When I visit Like now Cold February night Early February morning Not slept yet Too much coffee at 3pm I bunch the covers up And try to dream
how do i save your life? when i was not even aware a week ago, that you were alive thin like paper, for a whole lifetime suddenly you pop, a third dimention and a fourth, your soul i wanted to save you from everything but i know nothing of yoru work, your heart, what wounds you i should call you but words are so small under the weight of yourgrief