Sunken
Sleepy
Party eyes
Wandering
Wavering
Hands
Without direction
Time moves
As we stand still
Planted
Spills and thrills
Last for how long?
How long does this last?
Sight is clearing up
When all should be fogging over
Details illuminated
Strung along for the ride
The trip
Without destination or
Coordination
Runs
Shifting and
Shivering
But understanding and embracing
Your insides are shining
Jun 14, 2012
Jun 14, 2012 at 8:06 PM UTC
Gave me the key to your heart
Upon my arrival, you
Slammed the door
In my face.
Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 6:58 PM UTC
You like me better when inebriated
You want me; flying high
Lost all sense of inhibitions
But with truth and sobriety
Comes silence and disregard
Misunderstood
Timeless lack of knowing
Always running circles
Around your silly empty head
Searching for some way out
To escape
I think you want to feel
But rather numbing simple accessibility
Trumps all other efforts of freedom
And of chance
To know how
To feel
To understand and to be understood
Flying high, blind in all sublime numbness
Terrified to love what is so painless
To accept as is
Never questioning purpose or potential
It is all lost; flying high
No love to lose
No chance to gain
No mind to cherish
No one else to blame
Silent nights
You think of another
But you end up the fool
No one will answer
Your words
Just flying high
Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 6:54 PM UTC
Sealed lips longing to scream
Aching jaw
Sinking stomach and
Rising heart
Still moving without regret
Barely conceiving
This reality
Awaiting
Years of turmoil
Pain
Confusion
Now freedom
But trapped
World of opportunities
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Chance to start
New
Fresh
Real
No doubts
No concerns
No control
Free of all shackles
Free of all obligations
Provided only by that self
You are there
Somewhere
Anticipating the magic
The meeting
Proof that you exist
The concept
The feeling
Proof
Freedom to find
To fly
To begin
To understand what love is
The cherish and be cherished
To never second guessing
To Freedom
To change
To be me
For me
Finally.
Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 6:52 PM UTC
When we used to watch shows
In that deep dark place
Nothing but music
Noise
Alone in a crowd of swinging arms
Kicking legs
Hands around my hips
Hold on
We listen
Booming
Bass passing through
Our bodies
This is youth
This was freedom
Standing
Watching
Hearing everything
We wouldn’t say
We let our music fill
The void
Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 6:50 PM UTC
A travelling heart
Won’t settle to soon
A travelling heart expects nothing
It loves as it goes
But keeps a safe distance
Fluidity and movement
Allow safety from settlement
From truth and definiteness
When will the heart be ready?
To remain
To accept another
And be still
When enough has been seen
And enough has been done
Who will settle this travelling heart?
Jul 23, 2011
Jul 23, 2011 at 3:33 PM UTC
I know it’s cliché
To say “All the world’s a stage”
But truth lies here
To perform our parts
Versatility, adaptation
Assimilation
Roles presented as they may
To be hero or villain
Innocent or conniving
How much one chooses to reveal
To their audience
What secrets will stay hidden
Until a fight to the death
All in all
"All the world's a stage"
Jun 27, 2011
Jun 27, 2011 at 5:54 AM UTC
Boys and girls
You haven’t escaped
The confines of
Our small home town
20 years old and still wearing
The band t-shirts you bought
In high school
Ripped jeans, fading fast
Aporias
Unable to progress past
This world you were brought into
Static
In our small town
Lack of worldly knowledge,
Independent thought
Stuck
So much to explore
Experience
Run and leave
Our small home town
So much more
That you could do
If you only left
You would know
How vast this world
Freedom, allowance
Understanding
Escape and learn
More than just
The life
The people
The simplicity of
Our small home town
Apr 10, 2011
Apr 10, 2011 at 8:29 AM UTC
Drenched
Rainy day
Dark and dreary
Walking and
Wondering about
Magnetism to be created
Come to me now
Find me here
Pull me towards and
Kiss me in the rain
Apr 6, 2011
Apr 6, 2011 at 6:52 AM UTC
Warm sheets
Cocoon
Encompass
Soft sheets
Between my toes
Tossing
Turning
To settle
Deep breaths
Low sighs
Slowing Heart
Beat
Stretching to
A rising sun
Body creaks
Resettles
Deep breaths
Low sighs
I awake
Apr 6, 2011
Apr 6, 2011 at 6:47 AM UTC