Hidden beneath the jagged remains
That sprouted from a multitude of my ill fated choices
There were legions of unrelenting monkey voices
Speaking in a thousand tiny languages that we may deem foreign.

I woke up and made peace with the moon
All is everything
All is chemical
All is sublime
I can sleep
I can dream
I can dream about dreams
I woke up and made peace with my coffee cup
The world woke up and I made peace with my coffee cup

Your absence left an unquenchable thirst in my heart
An unfillable void, not with all the riches in the world
A deep and unforgivable cold that could not be warmed with the light of A thousand suns
A day without you
An eternity in Hell

Few things in this life
That I truly adore
My children
You
And petrichor

As we acquiesce
To the depressed of society
I try my best
To digress from propriety
Unlike the rest
To impress Gaiety
I undress
To caress anxiety
Pitter patter
Peter
Piety

These words are not enough
The sky, and stars
And the heavens above

A singing wind
To caress the trees
A beautiful sonata  
Between birds and bees
A smell of ocean air
The bits of sand
Strewn in your hair
A concise and definite
Resolution

Starlight gleaming from your celestial eyes
Highlighting my perilous existence
Save me
I pray thee
Let me not fall to darkness
Not again