an ending

clouds hang on the blue sky
today, be the witness a bit of story
tomorrow, a new beginning of our lives

happiness

Endings always hurt

even if they're wanted

whether it is your past

or present that is haunted

Wanting someone to be

taken

Slowly Fading

Your words in my mind echo
And I hear every single one
I never want to let go,
But the days left that I can be

The thin metal chain
hung around his wrist
as he swung
through the cold, dead sky.

And the little children watched intently
(irregulari ty

Mona Lisa and the End of Poetry

Because I look like Chelsea Clinton
in certain lighting.
On better days I'd drift away
to peaceful