Talk is cheap-

I have 

 A whole
     other universe
hiding inside
    my trembling limbs

A galaxy living upon my lips
      Solar systems dancing
inside my wild
       untamed hair

poems exist
       inside my veins

 Words are what 
     My skin is 
Really 
     made of.

This talk

of  flesh

     ...

  It  

    is

       all

          just

                so 

       temporary. 

Mourning-

It's peculiar how losing someone of great significance 

can cause your entire world to fall apart.

As if everything now exists in a hollow black hole.

This is my life right now. This is how I feel.

A sense of emptiness sweeping over me.

Sadness like waves crashing against the ocean shore. 

I have never felt more broken.

At least if I had seen this coming,

at least if I had known...

Then I would have been able to prep myself for this.

It wouldn't have happened all at once.

But here I am, my heart is in ruins. 

I miss you. And that will never stop.

* We all loved you more than life itself
you were part of our little family,
you will never be forgotten.
This love we carry for you will always remain.
You are in a better place now. xo

Fragmentation -

I am broken fragments 

of a thousand distant things.

A human tessellation.

Love lets the light in, 

I shut it out.

[Intent directed.]

People, places, things 

have evoked this despondency. 

You are a common noun , 

there is nothing proper about you. 

What paradox is this?

You never 

completely feel 

somethings presence 

until it no longer exists

The darkness you once swore 

e|n|g|u|l|f|e|d you

illuminates brighter 

than any feeling 

ever possibly could

I fear,

I feel

Magic belongs here

I write because you exist 

You are an echo

& I paint with words

My heart is an empty book

these bones are an empty shell

Unspoken vibrations

breakdown my hold.

This grasp loosens,

my world shakes

along with my voice.

The little things add up -

At one point in time

I was okay

with complete acclimation of being

swallowed up by anxiety.

Life can be unyielding,

more commonly than not

leaking hints of despair. 

Observing things for what they are,

for what they potentially could be.

I advise you 

[I advise myself]

to let the light in.

to let the darkness out.

Soon these sorrow felt nights

will be less a thing of the present,

and more so of the past.

If you can love me:

-when I am broken

-when I am bitter 

-when I am sad

-when I don't want to awaken to the morning 

with the sensation of the sun 

cascading across my back.

If you don't desert me then,

you will deserve me  in the "now."