I'll never stop writing about you.
Upon the day when spring...

I coiled my soul in the depths of madness,
walked upon sharpened blades of glass...

I miss your giggle.
I miss your sweet smile...

You're so sweet, just doing your thing
I sit quietly, listening to Stevie Nicks sing...

Attempting to craft a sonnet,
with ebb and flow of unique...

Salty oceans grant lessons
to a soul with pure tears...

Upon a summer crossing
I lay my weary head to rest...

Pocketed acorns rattle
within clothing hung...

Tiny seedling planted in earth
quenching rain, started my birth...

If the nights were as dark
as the thoughts that linger...

Death-
He comes in forms of fake smiles...

Acidic revelations
dance upon crystals...