
Will you still be there?
I hold on to every word
clutched closely
to my heart
I'm coming home

Will you still be there?
I hold on to every word
clutched closely
to my heart
I'm coming home

I don't need you
I can handle being alone
Fill the empty spaces with
something other than
your face
I just don't want to

Gray skies and
ominous
clouds
The further I drive
Deeper and deeper
into the
chaos
I'll go
It's never far enough

Just stay
Pretend the day is still
far away
In silence we'll lay
Fighting off the end

No matter how far I go
I feel you there
It's rooted deep
in my soul
This pull to you
I'm not over you
Over a year and a half ago I began a new project: The Post Card Series. While I haven’t posted any of the pieces in some time, I never stopped writing. I’m a writer, it’s what i do. I wanted to incorporate it into more of an art project because I started painting again. I spent so much time trying to figure out mediums and testing applications that I forgot the original point of the series: To share the written words that can never be spoken, but are desperate to be heard. I wanted to share a piece of me, my journey, my heartache and pain, my love and joy. So without all the elaboration, I reintroduce the series here…

Yours is the
only light I see
Without you,
my world
is dark

56,721...
the number of stars
I counted last night
Over and over I count
That's how long it takes
to fall asleep
to trick myself to not
think of you
And yet,
I dream of you