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Sunday morning Sitting at the edge of my bed Hands fold in my lap and then covering my eyes Like the rain outside my tears fall into my lap On to my notebook Smudging my words like twisted memories I want to understand I want to see things through your eyes but you won’t tell…
As I so unlovable? My longing for you dances on my lips Reaching to touch you Wishing you would touch me Knowing you’ll never really want me My soul reaches for pieces of my heart My heart reaches for you You won’t reach out to me All I’m left with is desire My heart falls …
Growing up with autism I have a lifetime of mishaps and mistakes that I wouldn’t want anyone growing up with autism to make. Now that I have a teen with autism I find that I watch him and see myself in so much he does. He’s obsessed with skateboarding and the skateboarding industry. When he…
Tonight is one of those nights Like an old black and white movie Hazy and dark Forgotten to all except a few Every light along the highway has its own story to tell and every traffic light exudes a new emotion Across the airwaves U2 lulls my hearts thoughts I know I’ve given myself away…
I want to walk outside Walk deep into the ocean and keep walking Riding the waves falling heavy into the tides Just like I fell in love with you Humming tunes that seagulls understand while wearing my heart like an albatross Fully on my sleeve Broken or not The pieces creating a wrinkled map The…
If you found out that you only had a week to live what would you do? Would you change anything? I’ll read the answers in an upcoming YouTube video.
I have a dark stain on my soul but you are outright evil Like sun burnt sunflowers begging for life Taking what your given Love, hearts, and hands and then twisting them like a scheming alchemist to your own intention Your words spread lies that would embarrass Judas Your voice spreads misinformation and misdirection like…
If I could live with you anywhere Forever I’d live inside of a painting Van Gogh There is no real truth in his colors There are no lies in his setting Love and light dance inside of his art As you will always dance in my heart Under starry nights swirling in my mind Taking…
Listen to me talk in circles and talk about touching you. Wait, what? It’s not quite what it seems, I promise. It’s my first vlog. A lot of readers have been asking me to post a weekly vlog, so I’ll try.
