This isn't a poem.. just a sad day the other day..
R.I.P TOM PETTY...

I love how at any instant,
You would travel to me...

I'm looking at the stars.
I start to feel inspired...

You never know what could happen.
As freak accidents happen often...

Words
Thoughts...

Taking something.
And making it our own...

They could put a wall between us
But for you, i would tear it down...

Anxiety..
Shaken...

High on life or high on drugs,
I didn't care which one it was...

I'm sorry for not being perfect..
Though, no one ever is...

I'd give anything to be a kid again 
Free as a bird...

Your fears,
Are my fears...