I want to walk out on my tin roof.
But I know I'll fall through.
Just like I want to help.
But I doubt you'll let me.
Just like I want to walk 2500 miles to see someone new.
But my feet won't let me.
Maybe I'll try the roof.

Every time I write a story or a poem I can see it in my mind.
Words become pictures and everything flows freely.
This must be why I'm crazy.

I don't even know why I stay awake anymore.
I suppose its because while everyone else is asleep I have time to think.
But when have my thoughts ever helped anyone?
They don't even help me.

I wander through my town in the same way I want to wander this earth.
Walking down every street silently observing waiving at familiar faces as they drive past.
I don't know how long I'll wander like this.
But I can only assume it will happen when I find a home better than a worn out pair of sneakers and an old leather jacket.

I knew this was coming I could feel it.
Whenever we were side by side I felt it could work, but we both already knew.
And that's okay because when I look up the sky is still blue.
The sun is still shining.
And yes I'll miss you, but I can survive.
This won't be like last time.

Because this isn't a trip to the past.
It's a whole new chapter.
And I wish best of luck to **you.

I pull the late shift at the business known as unemployment.
It doesn't pay well, but I sure do enjoy it.
Because while I may be broke it gives me time to let my words flow.
And it gives me the chance to go on my late night adventures.
And right now that's all I need from life.

She cried when I told her I didn't need her.
She said that she had a need to be needed (whatever that means).
And that she would feel better knowing I needed her to be happy.
And while I apologized for bringing tears to her eyes my answer didn't change.

Because I don't need another person to go on journey's with me.
Because I already have all I need to be happy.
And while I would love for her to come with me.
At the end of the day I know she won't.
Because soon she'll realize that she doesn't need me.
And that's okay with me.