to build
you need

-you always came first


Love less think more

At what point do you say stop;


Enough is enough.

This love is too rough.

I surrendered my translucent lights

to a second chance at life.


A pure, unequivocal love

was what you deserved.

When I placed my self-preservation

beneath your restoration,

used my gentle hands to heal

a heart broken two-fold too many times,

you forgot how to love right.


Forgot how to break apart selfishness, vindictiveness, forgiveness,

I will never un-love your brokenness.

Why do you continue to make me this mess

of love, hate, fire, slate.


Packaged away, compartmentalized,


I will never un-love your hate;

or the loss of a fate,

stained with mistrust and mistakes.


I will never un-love the break

of glass spreading pieces of our faith

across my living room floor.


I will never un-love your face,

or your haste in jumping to conclusions,

jumping to judgments just because

your mind has no time to waste.


I will never un-love this place,

that once was a home now it’s just

traces of your past;

my future,

mixed in together,

left behind to waste,

because your pride

was bigger than our love.


Make no mistakes.

I needed to write this

Love wasn’t enough to save you.


This world exploded faster than a trigger,

my mind becoming paralyzed, desensitized,

attempting to wrap itself around the culprits of our demise.


You were only sixteen.


Sixteen candles illuminating a bright future that will never know

the sound of your voice or the love in your heart.


Sixteen brilliant ideas capable of changing the world,

that now lie lifeless on the ground,

destroyed before they saw the daybreak of a better tomorrow.


Sixteen nails hammering themselves through

broken hopes, dreams, and possibilities,

into a dark, hard place not invited by will.


Why does our world look like this?


Why instead of love we preach hate,

instead of building trust we build walls,

swallowing pills instead of mistakes,

digging graves instead of deeper into ourselves,

instead of loyalty we





Why are we so broken

and continue to stay broken

breaking our children over our own pride,

teaching them to break each other more every day

teaching them that words don’t matter,

actions don’t matter,

human life doesn’t matter.


You matter.


Your ideas matter.

Your soul matters.

Your song matters,

and until we learn to sing together or we will stay singing hymns

that come too soon,

praying for the day love will save us too.

release control

Ten times more.
Give me back ten times more.

Ten times the love. Ten times the patience.
Ten times multiplied by two,
added back into itself
how am I so in love with you.

Fold me into your life like I was always meant to be there,
blur the lines between reality and nirvana.

All I want to do is wake up next to your beauty,

Love you, everyday.

Love you as you continue to press
on all the knots in my back,
acquired from a lifetime of skepticism;
from people not treating me right,
not loving me right.

Fold me into your heart as we navigate the mess of life