You Think We Are Alone

You thought we were something

I could have stopped it

But the ship was sinking

and I needed to 

drown.

On Moving On

You would think that with great change
would come great pain

Assimilate or die

But as I look at the mountains in the distance
and the sun setting behind them
I cannot help but feel a relief
deep within my bones
a freedom
that I have not felt
in much too long.

There is a guilt
of course
but the air is light
and the sky is clear

I suppose you wouldn't understand
but the desert is calling me

-I am here
and for once
I feel fine
just fine.

And I want to keep it
that way. 

Time falls

sideways

And 

moments

play in

reverse

but if 

I may 

JUST

say

One

word

Goodbye.

He was everything 

I ever needed

more than I had wanted

and filled my skies

with shades of reds and blues

that I never thought 

myself worthy of. 

And one day

He became 

my home. 

Sinking.

A stillness fills this quiet home
but outside the wind rips
the world apart.

We stay
in fear
that the wind
will take us
-that the outside
world
will hurt us.

I want to say
that I am not
afraid

but Lord knows
I would be a liar
if I did.

I am terrified
and
from the looks of you
you are too.

And I think that is
okay.
Just, okay.

It's not perfect.
It's not great.


But if the choices are
to sink or swim,
I'd gladly choose
to float along
until the current
pulls me under
that the sink
without purpose.