I feel as if the moon would rain as crystals over...
If only I could touch your lips to mine...

Jake, my dog, my schnauzer cross
Born so long ago...

If this makes even the slightest bit of sense,
I'd like to say that, just in my defense...

It’s not you...
I’m not ready for...

Splash, silver crashes down
Blueish sparkles in my hair...

She stood beside you as you took your first breath
Laid her hand on your heart and gave you a soul...

Up in my room, on a darkened shelf,
In a tattered, tarnished box...

Once I was told of the bluebird of happiness
A story I'd quickly dismiss...

I thought I wasn't worth the attention
I locked myself away in my room and wept...

It was only a dream,
Just something I thought of whilst sleeping, yet...

I felt Kinda sad the other day
For reasons all unknown...

I hate to write depressing poems,
I don't know why I continue...