It used to tick, stare me down
reinforce visions that didn't last
but I can blink out his sight
a depression I had to fight
I never imagined how much glass
could be chewed
and still survive
Thursday, December 19, 2013
Sunday, December 1, 2013
No Title
Awakened places in me
sylvan and spring-fed
Afar awaits the sea
to wear like an immense
aqueous skin
Hushed by wonder
using all my senses at a time
but even when there’s thunder
I will dive to find your eyes.
sylvan and spring-fed
Afar awaits the sea
to wear like an immense
aqueous skin
Hushed by wonder
using all my senses at a time
but even when there’s thunder
I will dive to find your eyes.
Friday, November 29, 2013
Sometimes
I can’t imagine you’d love the part of me
that reacts too late and snaps at something that has passed.
How my mood can be a day of silence, aching to be alone.
Nine bottles later and an anger you can’t ignore.
You haven’t seen me cry
(because there hasn’t been reason)
but it’s the shake I can’t control.
Sometimes I’ll miss you so much I’ll motivate a fight.
I don’t think you’d respond, but I’d stand my ground with defense
and stubbornness.
You’ll call me pretty when I need to hear it most,
but I’ll tell myself otherwise.
I’ll be my worst enemy
and you’ll feel helpless.
that reacts too late and snaps at something that has passed.
How my mood can be a day of silence, aching to be alone.
Nine bottles later and an anger you can’t ignore.
You haven’t seen me cry
(because there hasn’t been reason)
but it’s the shake I can’t control.
Sometimes I’ll miss you so much I’ll motivate a fight.
I don’t think you’d respond, but I’d stand my ground with defense
and stubbornness.
You’ll call me pretty when I need to hear it most,
but I’ll tell myself otherwise.
I’ll be my worst enemy
and you’ll feel helpless.
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Sharing
It still astounds me that
what keeps our bodies in tact
is simply our fragile skin
and yet we still choose
to let someone in.
what keeps our bodies in tact
is simply our fragile skin
and yet we still choose
to let someone in.
Thursday, November 21, 2013
I Want A Flawless Day
to laugh at the plans I made
for the soles of my shoes
to meet the places I’ve never been
and dance and rectify the quakes
of him
I want to express by pen
and discover songs
that sway me then
steal my heart
and accompany my night
I want to value time
as the sheets remain cold
while I live without a map
absorbing the dust that shapes me.
for the soles of my shoes
to meet the places I’ve never been
and dance and rectify the quakes
of him
I want to express by pen
and discover songs
that sway me then
steal my heart
and accompany my night
I want to value time
as the sheets remain cold
while I live without a map
absorbing the dust that shapes me.
Thursday, November 14, 2013
Lessrest
I just want to be tired
but it seems
that even though my body is exhausted
my mind is traveling speeds
to the times when it didn’t matter
(who, what, why, or when)
and I beg for it
to be that way again.
but it seems
that even though my body is exhausted
my mind is traveling speeds
to the times when it didn’t matter
(who, what, why, or when)
and I beg for it
to be that way again.
Monday, November 11, 2013
Life Continues To
to surprise me by the more faces I see
all in which aren’t you
But I’ll keep writing as if the pages could transform
the memories I can’t undo
While songs have less meaning
and mountaintops lose its serenity
All the noise in my hair
are making my sobs less clear
It may be a drawn out haze
but each rattle I let shake
keep me caged.
all in which aren’t you
But I’ll keep writing as if the pages could transform
the memories I can’t undo
While songs have less meaning
and mountaintops lose its serenity
All the noise in my hair
are making my sobs less clear
It may be a drawn out haze
but each rattle I let shake
keep me caged.
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
I'd rather
be left in the dark
(with the music on)
sink in my thoughts
than utter a word to
someone who isn’t you.
(with the music on)
sink in my thoughts
than utter a word to
someone who isn’t you.
Tuesday, August 13, 2013
Anaesthetized
Everything around me is empty
The spinning and the spinning of it all
If it wrapped up and hid a bit longer
Maybe it wouldn’t have surprised me at all
Come out and let me hear you
Come out and show your true skin
Just don’t be afraid to leave me
I’ll always have my thoughts for company
Now another box of memories
Floating, distracting, in front of me
When the hardest part of the day is sleeping
And there are no words competing, just lingering
I can’t forget the way it felt
Or the way it seemed
And as I continue to spin, to spin, to spin
I become just as empty
The spinning and the spinning of it all
If it wrapped up and hid a bit longer
Maybe it wouldn’t have surprised me at all
Come out and let me hear you
Come out and show your true skin
Just don’t be afraid to leave me
I’ll always have my thoughts for company
Now another box of memories
Floating, distracting, in front of me
When the hardest part of the day is sleeping
And there are no words competing, just lingering
I can’t forget the way it felt
Or the way it seemed
And as I continue to spin, to spin, to spin
I become just as empty
Sunday, July 7, 2013
Thursday, April 11, 2013
I'm Seeing You
in blown, sinking bubbles that eventually pop
Mowed, stubble grass that will grow again
in a quick glance I’ll soon forget
but never when the sun’s at its peak
Or before I fade to sleep
Our hands will never leak
the things I replaced with your love
Mowed, stubble grass that will grow again
in a quick glance I’ll soon forget
but never when the sun’s at its peak
Or before I fade to sleep
Our hands will never leak
the things I replaced with your love
Thursday, March 28, 2013
I Think With My Heart
Sometimes I wonder how you can sleep at night
While I’m all the way over here
And if thoughts of me ever cloud your mind
As you hope for me to appear
Do you spend the day in your room and peak out at night
Because I spend a lot of time daydreamin’ of our wrong and right
I have conversations that try to begin
But I’m waiting for the one that never ends
And I don’t like wasting time
No, I don’t like feeling blind
I wonder how you will one day love
Because it seems as though we are all limpin’ some
I would watch sunsets all day (if I could)
Because it keeps you off my brain
And it’s the only time I feel ok… about it all.
While I’m all the way over here
And if thoughts of me ever cloud your mind
As you hope for me to appear
Do you spend the day in your room and peak out at night
Because I spend a lot of time daydreamin’ of our wrong and right
I have conversations that try to begin
But I’m waiting for the one that never ends
And I don’t like wasting time
No, I don’t like feeling blind
I wonder how you will one day love
Because it seems as though we are all limpin’ some
I would watch sunsets all day (if I could)
Because it keeps you off my brain
And it’s the only time I feel ok… about it all.
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
A wedding
Could it be that it had been there all along?
Soon those chairs and rooms were filled with supporting faces that agreed these two were not making an impossible, complicated decision. It was by far the easiest of them all. As a stranger, I knew too.
Saturday, March 23, 2013
Cumulous
Don’t you see
I’m just a human being
Who cries and thinks
And eat(s) then sleeps
Sensitive ears
That are clogged by musical tears
Unsteady hands
That never miss a key
(In my mind)
You are the cloud
Who chooses to be
And still
That color never suited
How bright you were to me
I’m just a human being
Who cries and thinks
And eat(s) then sleeps
Sensitive ears
That are clogged by musical tears
Unsteady hands
That never miss a key
(In my mind)
You are the cloud
Who chooses to be
And still
That color never suited
How bright you were to me
Monday, March 11, 2013
Blank Inside
If the guitar is out of tune
will the song sound just as good?
If a mouth is full
will their stomach be?
If a mind was made to think
wouldn’t your heart be caught?
The calendar pages will turn
and the weather will try to fit our mood
but there’s no going back.
No eraser for this ink
and no voice for the mute.
will the song sound just as good?
If a mouth is full
will their stomach be?
If a mind was made to think
wouldn’t your heart be caught?
The calendar pages will turn
and the weather will try to fit our mood
but there’s no going back.
No eraser for this ink
and no voice for the mute.
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Despedida
I know in my heart there was always potential
We balanced at times
But like any sea-saw, we were on different levels
I used to dream of waking next to you
Though, the built up no longer lingered in your heart
I felt you stray
I felt myself lie to be what you wanted
The passion always remained in our kiss
But the goodbye tainted it.
We balanced at times
But like any sea-saw, we were on different levels
I used to dream of waking next to you
Though, the built up no longer lingered in your heart
I felt you stray
I felt myself lie to be what you wanted
The passion always remained in our kiss
But the goodbye tainted it.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Sunday, January 27, 2013
Feed your soul
With nutrients like
skygazing, turning clouds into sea creatures, exploding with laughter from tickled nerves,
getting lost in thought, enjoying silence with company, proving most smiles aren't forced.
getting lost in thought, enjoying silence with company, proving most smiles aren't forced.
Friday, January 4, 2013
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