March 31, 2010

Silence

So this is what it sounds like to settle


I got a sock full of seashells and I face full of wrinkles
from laughter of memories held in my chest

March 30, 2010

Gone Away

With a day old shirt, and a lipstick stain.
He left the place, and drove away.
Over valleys, over plains
To the coastline, to a new day.

The dashboard grey, reflected him
Of his past and of her sins
They weren't right, and they weren't wrong
But they weren't where he belonged.

His suitcase filled, with deadened words
From a girl he no longer understood.
Once found precious, now rang crude
He could no longer swallow them, no longer chew

Torch the suitcase, char it black.
And pray his demons never come back
He'll burn his wounds, till it forms new skin
And then there, will life begin.



blah blah blah

I'll walk until my feet fall off
I'll walk until I can go no more
As long as there's good conversation
I'll walk myself into a new day

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I woke up this morning
with you on my mind
Remembering our fingers laced, and our words intertwined.

The trees were laughing
while the wind sang low
The sun smiled down and our pace began to slow

I laughed, and you grinned.
No words could convey
I joy I felt walking hand
and hand with you on that autumn day



March 26, 2010

Internal maintenance

selfish to selfless.
transformation needs to occur.
conscious of my actions.


wrap me in Your love.
cocoon me in Your words.
Let them make me beautiful
all for Your good.

Take me, my dead, decaying body
For it was never really mine
scrape "me" off and breathe me life
And i will work for thine

Transformation
from cripple dead to soaring life
transformation
from caterpillar to butterfly





I want a heart of gold.
heavy from the weight of the world.
I want a heart of gold.
but light because He carries me.
I want a heart of gold.
One inspired from the heavens.
I want a heart of gold.
handing out pieces to the everyone I see.

March 25, 2010

You Left Your Mark

a teeny stain that wont quite leave
that what you are to me.
maybe not a stain, a mark, a part
but you hold a place within my heart.

I wont deny
why dare lie?
the reasons I've come by
oh honey, please stop asking, why why why why whyyyy


only for a moment
the impressions were lasting

March 16, 2010

Streams of thought

Lay me down in a field, where the wild flowers grow
Where the grass whispers in my ears
and where the where my morning gown will flow, flow, flow

When I grew up, I dreamt to be a tree.
And You could collect my sap, and carve your name unto me.
I'd bear you fruit, I'd bear you shade
I'd even let you take the life i made
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I paint a portrait of the life, i wished to live.
And then they spent away, till the world had nothing to give.
But I selfish, and I was wrong,
I was left with nothing but a hopeless, heartless, sad sad song.

I took it all, leaving nothing to them
I didnt look back, i didnt give in
I let myself reek, the stench of the dead
And so for a time this was the unlife, I led

I became another selfish piss
mixed among the rest
I became just another selfish piss
probably one of the best


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Please. please stand straight, by my side.
I'll let my fingers be your guide.
And if you sway, even an a stride
Don't you fret, I won't let you slide

And so we walk, and so we stroll
and so we empty talk and lose control
Ill carry your head, if you carry my hand
As friends, as humans, we'll cover this land


March 7, 2010

And so we sit and so we stew,
over the lives we never knew
and over the plans that never grew
and over adventures that were so few...

And so we talk and so we chat
about the dogs, about the cats,
How little Johnny can swing a bat
And about our new "Welcome" mat

And so we linger and so we stay
And wish and wish our lives away
To go back to different day
without kids and with more youthful disarray.
And so we go
And so it flows
Off into rows and rows and rows.

The flower grows
We strike a pose
but no one knows, they know, no, no.

He spills a little gibberish
She lets him have a second kiss
and then turns to bliss bliss bliss
until its gone...miss, bliss, miss.

March 1, 2010

You're gone, oh honey you're gone.



I question what Im doing here
I question from which I came
I question why I chose this
I question not by His name

Im just another selfish piss
mixed among the rest
Im just another selfish piss
probably one of the best

I question the future we may hold
nearly everything you say
I don't rest easy, I don't rest here
I guess I wont rest today

My feet are stuck and my body's thrashing
I just want to run baby, run baby, run.

I think Ill die little inside if I stay... if I stay, if i stay this way.
Oh, my skin craves the water and sun.



Not everything is simply about boys&girls, no.