I am tired
Cold and weak
The things I remember
Are the things I seek
Warmth, Love, Gentleness
That which you give to me
Held in an embrace
An epiphany
I have had this dream many times
Could there be a time where I could feel alive
Yes, soon and near
All that I prayed for
That which I hold dear
Six weeks and a penny more
Enough time to stare at the mirror behind the door
To bid farewell to a life of photographs
The truth of it all
Never wanted to hurt you all
But now it is time
I fear but do not
It is time to go
Can someone give me a line
Something comforting to say to you?
Time and me,
I know one day I will be back to see
Until the end
We will remember it all
The young lives
Our shared memories

One day
Awake without negative fire
Or sea light
A vague idea of right
Time and waves
Together as one
Allowing leave from the past
A 20 year past
Stuck to fridges
Mantles
Walls
With this, form up
What is familiar enough
Sacrificed for love
With thanks to above
With time and waves
This is all that really matters anymore

Here is a song to you
Written on the cover of red, white, blue
Midnight and it's dream rights
The places where I wait for you
Quickly fading in the rear-view
Heading towards my lucky few

Meet you at the home of us
Touch you in the realm of trust
Stretching throughout the causeways
Have to do all this living
Choose to do it with you

We are the lost, holding hands
The only sanity in a realm of descent
We are the old souls
Waiting for the world to mend

You are the early 2000s playlist in my memories
A poster ******* and faded, advertising a white face
Pictures of the past I struggled to survive
The words which I spewed on a dime

I still dream of the things I want to say
I want to be your good time
But also your whole life
You see, this is the dilemma in my own weird way
But I don't want to fall back and die
Or live beside the ocean
Because that would be the same as all my other days
Lonely

I know not what holds tethers and tools
It could be these dreams of mine
Or any other young man
Now I must insist you keep feeling

On my own I think of a place
One which in my heart I know to exist
Small and wet, full of life and silence
Wood and carbon it sits amongst dreams
Nestled quietly in its own space
In the windows I see her
Great brown eyes adorn her face

I cannot be the only fool to feel such things
For the immensity of intrusive each emotion brings
Regardless of foundation or sound
I shall forever search out that holy ground