Warmth hiding under a sea of blankets
As the chill air engulfs the night air...
My best friend, it's been many years
Since you've been gone, yet still you're near...
O’er mountains high, past running stream
Where breezes blow and sun doth beam...
There is a colour that I no longer seem to see
There is a chain I wear whenever I am free...
Love ain’t what it used to be,
and the air is thicker...
See You Soon Grandpa
My heart is torn...
my breath is yours so
while suffocating I know...
Watch as Grandpa’s grief is simpered
away by the all at once shadows...
fifth on my list
the look in your eyes begged for help...
The threads that bind
Inspection to the present...
it’s all jagged about my edges
I am an emotionally driven, person...
Memory, you ever-now
floating in the space of nostalgia...