The Hidden Clocks

Don't stop searching.

There is no comfort in giving up.

There are large parts of you that don't exist yet.

The greatest you you could be, is still waiting to be found.

Get up and look.

The Darkest Glass

If I took away all the irony and cynicism and the sarcasm and the make-believe, all I would be left with was the firm desire that you see me.

The Things I Do Because I'm Me

Would you yell at an apple tree for making apples? Would you scream at the wind for blowing or the rain for falling?

You can't hate someone for being who they are. You shouldn't even yell at a dog for barking.

The In-between Things

For a second, the wind blew so hard, it took the rain's breath away and it could not fall, and you had the only hand I wanted to touch.

The View From The Bottom

It’s not that bad. If you want to be sad, come and write sad songs with me. Or we can sit and watch movies. You won’t have to worry about bringing me down - I am already down. I will watch the blackness swallow you and you can watch the blackness swallow me too.

The Weight A Person Leaves

If I am filled with anything, it is leaves and snow and sunlight and life.

If I am filled with anything, it is seasons.

If I am filled with anything, it is something advancing and retreating.

It is a giant tide that pulls me with it.

I wonder if you kept the same things inside.

I must wonder if, for you, the tide went out one last time, and then came in too far.

The Reason For The Reasonless

I write poetry so that somewhere, life can be beautiful, perfect, fair and good.

I do not know why you do what what you do.