I’ve stretched my voice

Into a rope to hang silence by the neck

Marinade words to comfort my empty

Feed tears to my pillows

And come out smiling


Now I have wrinkles on my thoughts 

 Feet on all of my emotions, I am 

Ushering solace to the ocean’s empty

Placing every sound in its chamber

And you must know this,

Pain makes life beautiful, and

It is nice to be nice to everyone

Still we must pray, that love conquers hate

And live by this


Now I sit naked

Eyes on the sky

Your name on my lips

As I crawl back into myself.