I am so sick of writing poems about love that I never keep
I want to write about things that I truly know, like Netflix, food, and sleep
I want to write about how great of a day it would be if I got to sleep until two
Then wake up to a plate full of good food
Like eggs, bacon, and an entire XL pepperoni pizza from Domino’s
Oh dang, I almost forget about the peanut butter and two boxes of Oreos
Then I'll just stay all cozy in my bed 
And watch every episode of The Walking Dead
But it’s okay, I’ll also spend some time with good Friends
In fact, I’ll spend 10 whole seasons with them
Then tell you all the story of How I Met Your Mother
But first I’ll need to eat this Taco Bell brought home by my father
Goddamn, this five layer burrito is delicious!
Like forreal, what is this heavenly flavor in my mouth?
How do you do this Taco Bell, HOW DO YOU DO IT?
Sorry, I got a little distracted, but back to the poem
Actually, hold up, I just found a bag of Doritos
Cheesy and delicious
Oh, how this life would be so glorious
But instead I am forced to wake up and get out of bed
And keep these dreams inside of my head
As I go out into the cold world and speak to real human beings
When I could be lying in bed watching them on computer screens
Instead, I am living in a world where people tell me that I can’t eat Taco Bell for every meal
They say it’s unhealthy, as if I even care. I just like the way their burritos make me feel
I don’t really know where I am going with this poem...
Netflix is the best, the real world sucks, and nothing really rhymes with poem.
The End.

The crazy man changes the world 
Because he sees the flaws that we have accepted 
The flaws that we make us say "well, that's life" 
He asks us why we settle 
So he spends hours in the lab 
Writing notes in a notepad
Front and back
He scribbles formulas that may save the world 
While the world calls him crazy 
He experiments with God 
While we experiment with checks 
Working behind a desk
For a man we've never met 
To put bread on our table
For a family we never see
The crazy man thinks bigger than this world 
He sees the potential for life
While we stare at bills
He knows the world is so big
We know our bank account is shrinking 
The crazy man seeks change
To save the world 
We seek change 
To save the bank 
Thank God for crazy 

I'm in love with love
But I've never really been in love
I write about how I felt it in my veins
But honestly I only feel it when the ink hits the page
Don't get me wrong, I've been fascinated
By a few different beautiful souls
But I would never call it love
I wanted it to be love, but it never was
I've fallen in love with smiles
And the way they made me feel alive
I've gone crazy over laughs
That have echoed in head
But never been in love
I've been sleepless some nights
Replaying thoughts of you in my mind
And contemplated saying that I love you
Even though I never loved you
Because I've never been in love
I've written novels about your eyes
Entire chapters focusing on just the twinkle
And the way they light up in the moment
And about how much I loved them
But I've never really been in love

I lie here staring at the sky
But I'd rather stare into your eyes 
I feel the breeze through my hair
Wishing it was your fingers, not the air 
I want to feel your lips on my lips
As I wrap my arms around your hips 
Take me away from here 
I need to feel your body nearer and nearer 
I don't think I can make this any clearer 
I'm losing my mind 
I'm going blind to the world
All I see is you, girl
All I see is you 
All I need is you 
So I will wait here so patiently
Until the day that it is both you and me 
Staring at this blue sky 
I'll be staring at your blue eyes, the whole night 
But until then I'll just stare alone into this sunlight 
Wishing it was you 
Wishing it was you 

She squeezes into her skintight wetsuit 
And holds her board underneath her arm 
She makes her way through the sand 
Listening to the crashing waves 
She dives in and begins to paddle out 
She dives underneath a breaking wave 
But never breaks her concentration 
She makes her way into the deep sea
And waits 
A wave approaches her, but she lets it pass
She knows there will be many waves 
But she must decipher between the right wave and the wrong wave 
And that last wave was the wrong wave 
Three more wrong waves pass by
Before one that seems right makes its way towards her and her board 
She begins to paddle
Faster and faster 
The wave hits her and begins to push her forward 
She pushes her self up and begins to ride 
She feels the breeze in her hair as she rides through the sky 
She is overwhelmed by freedom and exuberance 
Until she feels her board begin to wobble 
And the wrong wave crashes over her 
She tumbles into the sea
Her board dives into her, completely out of control
She holds her head for protection
She loses all sense of direction 
As she spins underneath the powerful sea
Until she plops back up to the water top 
Her board lies next to her
She hops back on and paddles out 
She waits 
Looking for the perfect wave  

Lately I've been struggling for the right words to describe how I feel at this moment
So I won't try to be overly poetic about this, I'm just going to be honest 
I miss you, I need you in my life 
I've been sleepless at night 
I stare at my phone hoping that your name pops up in response to my messages 
But I guess your silence is the message, right? 
So if you're going to exit from my life, I guess
I might as well get these last few things off of my chest 
Maybe I was wrong to think that we belong together 
Or maybe I was wrong to confess it all in a letter 
And send it halfway across the world with a stamp that would change this all forever
I can't help but be crazy for you 
I'm in love with everything that you do
I love the way that you make a conscious effort everyday to make the world a better place 
I love that you are always walking around with a genuine smile on your face 
I love the way you look for the good in everything, while most people only see the bad
I love that you can see the potential in anybody, despite the past that they've had
I love the way you bring joy to every day and every night 
I love the way that you light up my dark life 
But if you're so set on leaving it
I might just need to get used to this darkness