I remember the night we had our first fight,
it was like the tide that crashed too high -
         and pulled back only for a little while
until it met the shore, kissed it once more
before the night was over -
it was the storm that somehow brought us closer

I'm willing to admit an amount more than I've been given,
is about the love that I've so longingly hidden,
deep inside a place -
where doors are locked and walls are dark
where I don't even go
for fear that I might know,
what love looks like -
even in the shadows

The side of things
The want the while the things who ding
For you

They smile

For you all the while
I see the things

They make us sing

For you

For you
The purple thing rings
All in my head
The music springs

And while it jings
We get up and sing
About the things that make us ring

For you

For you  

I want the jing

For you

For you

don’t let us sink

and we will keep singing about the things keep ringing and the words keep dinging, forever jinging

for you

for you

I placed myself upon ancient dreams
Ruins of a healthy mind
Defined in stories of a broken heart

Unreadable written words
Reaping between the lines
Meanings tumble down muffled speech
Stubbed arms
A dream to reach
Beyond machinery

Replaced by crumbled doom
A bed
No mattress at all
Nails a substitute
Uneven they all seem
Yet I sleep soundly

House with no furniture
No room to settle down
Lost
Forever found
Inside this silence of this town
Where the traffic of this city

Say I dwell

Oh lord you hear my cry
My desperate call to you
When I don't have a way
Or a will to answer
To those in this world

You take my every burden
Casting cares aside
Getting to see the real me
One so few actually see
The barrenness and brokenness inside

Lord please search my heart
My prayer to you today
To pull out what I cannot find
To show me your will, your way
I know not how to ask for your answers

Thank you for your guidance
Though I sometimes cannot see it
I know you're always with me
Your silent hand a comfort
Your arms around my shoulders, close and warm

I cannot take this life, God
Not without you, not alone
I sometimes forget to ask, God
Yet in you, I am strong
I need your peace

Let this be my prayer
Spoken from my heart through my lips
But from a place much higher
Amen

Why does it matter?
When I've rested enough
But still too tired

Why does it matter?
When I've worked so hard
But still undesired

Why?
Does it matter?
If my heart wants to retire?