they say not to invest too much of yourself
in your possessions and instead to invest in people.
though sometimes I find it hard to believe,
at least the things you own can never leave,
while those people in which you invest
more often than not leave a hole in your chest,
She asks me
boy, why do you wear that frown?
the rock on which I used to lean
now just weighs me down.
at night it feels like my heart could bleed
so i’ll sit tight and smoke my weed.
I miss you now
but not like before.
my chest aches knowing
I have to close the door.