Poem: Skyfall

The time of day that I have miss are the ones where we rest.

The days where we let the sky tell us time.

We would sit on the swing and not say a word.

Everything that needs to be spoken is said in the quietness as the sun rises.

The fights would end as we sit.

Nights come and fade, but the daybreak is what gave us dreams.

Dreams that we were living became nightmares from our past.

Thinking about the time when we met to times when we were apart.

When we count the days the sun would rise, and when the nighttime fall.

Now those times are back again.

This time we do not have return date.

The sun still rises, but one of us no longer do.

Poem: Have You Ever

Have you even seen the sun grow?

Have you even seen the moon go back into it shadow?

Have you ever wondered why I do not sleep?

The thought of waking up and not seeing you gave me chills worse than any nightmares.

It is hard to know what it would feel like to not have love.

Would I be, okay?

Would I just sink like quicksand?

You laugh and I try not to cry.

The truth is you do not care.

You do not love like me so how would you know.

Do you try to, no but I do?

I shed tears like the largest rainfall.

I bleed just to call your name.

Have you cared for the things I do?

Have you ever just thought of me?

I can say that I never did.

Poem: Shatter

I look in the mirror and try to find out what do I see.

I do not know what it is, but it is not me.

The hurt in my eyes never left my soul.

Is this real I ask again?

The question is written on my soul, but the answer is nowhere to be found.

I tried to push through, but it only cuts even more deep.

I cannot see where to begin to heal, but I see how the soul ends.

The path to being me is one that is free from money, but it cost with the pain of me.

I try to push through, but each day the mirror just keeps breaking.

Maybe tomorrow it will just shatter and then we will see who is looking back at me.