Take me back to that field of blue with sweet scents of wildflowers.
Take me back to that warm southern sun and warm breeze.
Take me back to the youthful mind with no worries.
Take me back to that Texas sunset with sky's that go forever.
I want to watch those bees and butterflies enjoy the never-ending hills of blue bonnets.
Take me back to that place where heaven meets earth.
If it was my last day on earth, this is where I'd want to be.
Take me back.
Mar 28
Mar 28, 2026 at 2:16 PM UTC
There's this flash I get often, a fever dream or a vision of sorts
Most times late at night
And I haven't found out why, but I know exactly why
I'm on this road, and I hear gravel underneath me, and I feel it too
And I don't know where I am, but I know exactly where I am
It's dark, it's really dark
And the car is warm, but somehow I can feel how cold the night is
I don't know where the road leads, but I know exactly where it ends
You see, I keep drivin', and all I see for the longest while is my headlights
For an eternity it seems
And everythin' is desolate and empty and nothin' and hopeless
I'm lost, but I know where I'm going
I'm safe, I'm warm, I'm drivin'
And I see this small light
A dim one growin' brighter and bigger and closer and stronger
And the closer I get, the more I see
I make out a house with light strewn across it, a porch, and cars
Some frosted windshields that hadn't been touched for hours
I hear a song, and it's faint
And I can't make out the name, but I know every word
I feel my feet first
And it's cold, and they're crunchin', and it's the sound of driveways
And the wind takes my breath with it
And then I walk up to this door, and I knock even though I feel I don't have to
And I don't know where I am, but I know exactly where I am
And this crack of light widens on this porch underneath me as this door opens
And this brown-haired girl with the brightest smile
I don't know who she is, but I know her so well
And behind her, the warmest home I'd ever seen
It's orange and comfortable, there's fire, and it's bulb-lit
She says
"Where have you been? I've been waitin' on you all night
We've missed you"
She says to the kindest smirk I'd seen in so long
Then she tapers off the sentence with the
With the peaceful sound that a lady makes
She grabs me on the forearms, pulls softly into the dining room
And there's people, and they're happy, and they're content for one
I don't know who they are, but I know exactly who they are
And we're all standin', and I'm laughin' at a joke I'll never hear again
I don't know where I am, but I know exactly where I am
And then she tucks her head between my collar as a friend
Between my collar and my jaw, and there's no weight at all
And I don't know where I am, but there's no weight at all
It's laughter and grins and no tomorrow to win
And I don't know where I am, but I know exactly where I am
I don't know where I am, but I know exactly where I am
Songwriters: Zachary Lane Bryan
Mar 28
Mar 28, 2026 at 12:08 PM UTC
Thoughts?
So many run through my mind during a day.
Replies to questions not asked.
Questions that never get answered.
A song verse on repeat.
Example...
When humans came up with the word roar, was that the sound an animal made? Or was it a crowd? If it was an animal was it a lion because that's what I envision. If it's just a broad description of a loud sound or a cry what made them pick that specific spelling. Who knows.
If you wrote down everything that ran through your mind in a day how many pages would you have?
They say some people are silent in their mind! I don't know if that would be better or worse.
If I didn't talk to myself would I forever be silent?
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 4:49 PM UTC
Wake up in a panic at 4am
A nightmare induced by childhood trauma.
There i go, being the victim again
Another part of myself i hate
Mind going through the process as always.
Why?
Nightmare-Trauma-victim-hate-anger
Tears rolling down my face
Is it just the trauma or was it genetics?
Borderline personality disorder mixed with anxiety, depression and a little adhd.
Who knows what came first but it's here.
And now I deal with a day of--
"Let's not let this ruin our whole day"
Not sure if it's someone else's voice or my own conscience that I hear.
But I should listen.
Will today be a constant spiral down?
Or a roller-coaster?
Maybe it'll go up from here.
Hopefully
Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 7:30 AM UTC
Pink
White
Red
Peach
Yellow
It seems like she had every color you could think of.
She took pride in her roses.
To the point I'd never set foot in that garden unless she asked me to.
So from a distance I would admire the beauty of her hard work.
Watching the bees move from blossom to blossom like it was a buffet of pollen and nectar.
Watching the birds swoop in and pluck a worm from the dark rich soil.
I close my eyes for a moment and smell the sweet musky perfume of those roses as they pass by floating on the warm breeze.
I lay on the cold concrete under the edge of grandpa's boat because it was the closest shade to the rose garden.
That was my perch, to admire the beauty of nature that my grandma worked so hard to create.
Back then I had no idea what a worry was.
I hope this memory is one i never forget.
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 3:32 PM UTC
Why do you do the things you do?
It only makes your life harder!
You are greedy! You can't have your cake and eat it too.
You indulge on sweets and junk then complain that you're fat!
You are! Fat *** Seriously just stop!
You say you're bored but you haven't completed any of the tasks or chores right in front of your face.
Why do you drink that drink or smoke that smoke? You know it's only to mask the pain.
Those scars! Everyone knows how you got them!
Why would you do that?
You have so much potential!
Your life is half over, get your **** together!
Do you do these things on purpose?
Self sabotage?
You've worked so hard to get where you are, don't throw it away.
These are some of the things that run through my mind daily.
Sometimes I hate myself.
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 3:17 PM UTC
The forest above you reflects off like a mirror.
Your banks are narrow but very curvy.
Your cold water flows silently until you meet the rocks in front of you.
The rocks create the most relaxing sounds as you flow through and over them, for all the surrounding nature to hear.
Squirrels frolic at your banks, birds bath in your clear waters.
The trees above sway in the wind leaves still falling as winter comes.
Soon you will be frozen, at least your top. Your waters will never stop flowing blow.
Its always a pleasure sitting by you and writing.
Mar 13
Mar 13, 2026 at 7:58 AM UTC
Laying in my comfortable soft bed at night with my wife trying to fall asleep, alone with my thoughts.
Scalding hot shower in the morning before work, alone with my thoughts.
Driving to work with the suns dawn peeking over the horizon, alone with my thoughts.
Plugging away, analyzing charts and writing reports at work, alone with my thoughts.
Lunch time with coworkers, talking about random sports or current events, but alone with my thoughts.
Driving home from work, busy streets people passing by going about their day, but I'm alone with my thoughts.
Stopped at at park on my way home, watch some people play disc golf. The park was beautiful filled with laughter from people enjoying the weather. But I sit alone with my thoughts.
At home with my perfect dysfunctional family that I love with all my heart. But still alone in my head with my thoughts.
Yes, let's go to the gym, push some weights, walk the treadmill. Yet still alone with my thoughts.
The constant battle with the demons and shadows all around but always feeling so alone in my head with all these thoughts.
Mar 12
Mar 12, 2026 at 7:49 AM UTC
My heart races!
Hands shaking, body trembling!
Mind going a million miles per hour!
OVERLOAD!!!
I try the breath work, the 5,4,3,2,1 grounding method. Nothing is working.
So once again I reach for a vice that works every time.
Mary Jane, she never let's me down.
As that bold, rich smoke hits my lungs my body slowly releases.
Muscles and mind begin to relax.
The weight of the world has been lifted from my chest.
Yes, she's a vice but there could be worse.
Thanks Mary
Mar 10
Mar 10, 2026 at 10:14 AM UTC
You are the one with blue eyes.
You are the one with silky dark hair.
You are the one with supple soft skin.
You are the one that's smart and witty.
You are the one that's funny with an infectious laugh.
You are the one that thinks of others first.
You are the one that taught me what unconditional love is.
You are the one who pulls me up when I'm down.
You are the one that gives me those thoughtful touches.
You are the one that I work so hard for.
You are the one that I love unconditionally.
You are the one!!!
I am the one who will love you forever ❤️ 🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️
Mar 9
Mar 9, 2026 at 3:50 PM UTC