Happy Holidays!
I’ve been busy and neglecting my blog. I’m very sorry, but more than happy to reveal the newest project I’m working on! After the first of the year… Until then Happy Holidays!
I’ve been busy and neglecting my blog. I’m very sorry, but more than happy to reveal the newest project I’m working on! After the first of the year… Until then Happy Holidays!
I’m sitting here in Medford Oregon looking out my window as the sun rises on Mount McLoughlin. I can’t help to think about how different my life is, and how different I feel. Forgiving myself was the best decision I’ve ever made. I’m healthier both mentally and physically. I have a partner, Carrie, that is…
All my heart is waisted on the dead and dreaming. What’s that leave me with? My sins and a feather in my hand, stolen from an angel who never showed up. Answered prayers or empty promises? Is there a difference? I can offer my soul and life as penitence, but not even the death accepts…
One day Like a shooting star An arrow struck me in the heart and I woke up Deep from a slumber where my soul had been resting my eyes were finally open I could see her heart Her eyes told me everything Cold and alone We are left more broken than we are found That’s…
I’m a ship without a rutter No purpose in sight No port to call home Praying to the gods of ocean tides to bring me home Home? A ship lost in the storm has no safe haven Not even in the strongest sailors survive the cold at the depths of the sea That coldness is…
The wind howls like a wolf Far in the distance the storm calls The rain soaking the sidewalks like the tears of dark angels begging to return home My heart in your heart has its center The galaxy moving in circles The wolves are moving closer Aside a fire burning bright I can see the…
Looking up searching for answers I taste the tears of heaver The rain My pain It exists in my mind The stories I tell myself Leis I need to stop looking for answers outside Everything I need is inside I need to sit Silence Let my mind heal Learning to love You and myself all over…
Yeah, it’s happened. I miss my kids. I miss my vision of what I thought everything is and by fault but my own brain I feel alone a lot. It’s not because I’m alone or lonely. It’s the writers block. When I can’t write I feel alone. It’s not Carrie for those wondering. Even though…
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…
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…
