Our Last ChanceIf the world turned its back on us
and God chose to resign
I would find a way to show you
that you always have been mine
As mountains fall into the Earth
and lives are ground to dust
I will bury words within your skin
while deflecting your disgust
Fires render oceans dry,
bodies in their wake,
You and I alone remain
with one frail chance to take
Toppled buildings, shattered glass,
the last rain we'll ever see,
but your fear of us cuts deeper
than all the sky hurls down at me
So when the world comes to halt
and pitches one last fit
whether in this life or not,
we will make it.
Relentless WordsYou've found your way into my diary,Relentless Words3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
though I still don't know your name.
The scribbles and twirls that make my world,
for a short while, your essence tamed.
Pen after pen, running out of ink,
in a desperate sprint towards forevermore.
It seems I am trapped by a mapped out life
that I do not remember signing up for.
The edges of this book scream freedom
but the border is no place to rest my hands.
My fingers grow tired, filling pages with desires
but within these boundaries and contours I am damned.
Each time pen meets paper, the void slowly fills
but the words never match what I wish to exclaim.
You found your way into my diary today,
though I will never know your name.