Some days I want to sit and cry I’m not sad I’m not sure what I am My heart is at peace As peace as it can be When my anxiety doesn’t take hold of the wheel anyway Even then I’m not sad I don’t know what I am I am Something else Someone else…
I don’t count my year by good or bad times. I just doesn’t make any sense to me. I can honestly say that my shitty vs. good days this past year were pretty even. Maybe, but does it really matter? So what? I had some really shitty times last year. I try not to look…
A ghost of you walks through my heart In my deepest thoughts like a hallway you roam I thought I let you behind I thought you were the remnant of a dream Lost while I was waking I feel myself walking away I feel your eyes following I feel your heart beat from across the…
It’s my feeling that we are all recovering souls in one way or another. It’s fair to say that we all have some sort of addiction, and many of us feel broken in one way or another. I know I have felt that way a good portion of my life. Anymore I’ve finally figured out…
I look for answers everywhere I see the faces of the uncaring They always have answers for unasked questions The tragedy comes from the distance between our heart and head It’s the difference from picking from the tree of knowledge or choosing to be ignorant in the bliss of not knowing There are some things…
She didn’t come from the streets She was born free in the desert heat A motherless child She stands close to an edge unseen by most I see it I see you She gives herself away time after time Looking for something real Looking for love Looking for… Someone She falls apart She crawls home…
This must have been a dream Countless endless nights were spent grasping at images dancing in my head And each one a vision of it’s true self Of you Memories are dreams that have value In the pale morning light as I rise I feel the sunlight breaking over the foot hills and thawing the…
