Too Late

you are exactly what I’ve been wanting
you understand all my unsorted thoughts
and you give me what I ask for
even if it’s space
     I’m not used to that
you call to make sure I’m okay
just to stay on the line
so I know your there for me
and I do know
     but I’m a wreck
you said ‘if this is what you need
then I understand’
so, thanks for your patience
please keep holding your breathe for me
     I am now aware that I need you
          I just hope, I’m not too late

Summer Change

The days are getting shorter
because the sun doesn’t want to stay out and play.
The summer is getting colder
soon the ground will frost and crack,

and I am getting older.
I can see it in the mirror.
It’s in my eyes and the way
I hold the world upon my shoulders.

I’ll take what I’ve learned
then leave this summer behind.
I had the time of my life but
now it’s over,

and I see her laying there
bruised, sore, and drugged.
I wonder if she can see the change in me
like I see the change in her.

{Get Well Soon}

if I hear someone say:
“I am so happy for you”
one more time I’m going to…
I’m going to…..
[sigh] do nothing.

it’s just, I wish some of your happiness
would rub off on me
but how can I be happy when
cells are uncontrollably multiplying
and taking over the inside of my…

mother please don’t let
the cancer eat you away
and slowly take over your all the
tissues- I’ll need those tissues to
dry my eyes at night

{What I’m Not}

You may not know it but
I… I… I… am not short.

It’s a common misconception ya see
I am really six feet tall.

Your eyes are playing tricks on you
making it seem as if… I am shorter then you.


Is it your pride and ego that makes you think
that I am… a short person?

You may not know it but
I… I… I… am tall.

I stand on my the shoulders of my friends
and the pedestal of my words.

I have stilts made of my confidence
not to be confused with… pride.

and you… you… you… are the short person
looking up to me…you just don’t know it yet.

{Morning Side Park}

where men hide in black disguises
on dark nights
keeping the lovers away
from the quaint beauty
it’s entry gaits hold

Morning Side Park

where I’d like to roam on my own
and write my words
without being scared
for my life
on a dark summer night

{It Could Have Been Any Other Monday}

I woke up contemplating suicide
but it was Monday
so I decided to jump off the edge of the earth
because it was the world that I hated

now, on the way down
I came to the conclusion that
the world wasn’t so bad
I was just being over an overdramatic teenager

at this point my biggest problem was
the fact that I had just jumped off the edge of the earth
and I was falling quickly
although, I had not the slightest idea where I would land

I thought maybe it would hell
but that would be too simple
how about heaven?
nah, who am I kidding, who falls into heaven?

then out of no where
BANG!
I landed in the back seat of my car
feeling full of hope

the funny thing is
I felt, well, great
and the best part-
I was thinking of him