It’s like
Our worlds
Merged
Colliding
While yielding
To each
Other
A strange
Dance
Where
Turmoil
Strikes
Oil
Transforming
Into
Somethi­ng unknown
Something
Nobody has
Ever grown
At least
Successfully
Some say this
Is the recipe
For a catastrophe
But we have
The capacity
To defy
The constrictions
Resulting
From baseless
Fears
Fear
Of the end
Being near
Fear
That one
Day the
Vision
Will become
Clear
Confirming
Our theories
While revealing
The lies
Allowing
Us to
Become
One with
The sky
The sun
Follows
The moon
The sky
Is
No longer
A ceiling
For
You
And
I

I don’t
Drink wine
Often
At least not
Like I used to
When I am
With you
I feel no
Need to
Speed
I take
My time
Staring at
You
With
Admiration
And
Anxiety
You lead
Me to
Intoxication
While
Being in
A conscious
State of sobriety
You bring
My flowers
To the surface
You make me
Nervous
I find myself
With an inescapable
Feeling of
Service
Not like
I am indebted
To you
Or feel
Threatened
By you
But maybe
I do
You are
Too good
To be
True
But
Something
In my soul
Tells me
You
Are the
Truth

Slow down
Little one
You have
Already won
Just keep walking
And talking
And praying
All while
Staying true
To who you
Are
Trust in yourself
And you will
Go far
Shine like
A star
High in the
Sky
You will
Not let
Life pass
You by
You will be
Born again
And loved
For what’s
Within
Slow down
Little one
The earth will
Turn
The skies
May cry
But you
My little one
You are eternal
You
Will never die

There is a
Sharpness
Traveling
From my
Head to
My heart
A memory
That has
Been unlocked
An image
Of who
I could have
Been
Had I not
Been blocked
Involuntarily
From being
Who I was
Meant to
Be
I feel a sense
Of mourning
Who I was
And resenting
Who I am
I could have
Had it all
I could have
Been the
Belle of the
Ball
But instead
I veered into
A dark
Garage
Until I finally
Chose to
Hit a wall
I could not
Take anymore
I can not
Stay in this
Place anymore
How does one
Reclaim their
Time
I could have
Been memorizing
Lines
I could have
Gotten my shine
I could have
Been in my
Prime
No flop era
I could have
Had
A home
On the
French Riviera
It’s not fair
But I must
Rise to the
Occasion
I must learn
How to have
Patience
I just wish
That my life
Was a daily
Vacation

It takes
Time
Trying to do it
Right
The disappointments
The continuous
Struggle
Often diminishes
My sight
But I know
In my soul
I am bound
For a better life
I know I will
Ascend to
Higher heights
I have no idea
When or
How
But I will never
See my dreams
Turn into
My reality
If I give up now

Something told me
To drive to your
House
Instead of calling
When I met you
Downstairs
I could tell
You were stalling…
Not sure if
We were in love
But I was
Certainly falling
Then I hit
The ground
I shattered
And still I rose…
That all that
Matters
Now you try
To come back
Around
Such a clown
I’m sorry that
Your mother
Let you down
I’m sorry that
Your father
Was nowhere
To be found
But just because
You have wounds
Does not mean
You can prey
On the ones
That YOU pursue
You are not
Immune to
The truth
Our house
Of love
Was almost
Finished
It just needed
A roof…
Just as a hand
On the stove
Burns
Sometimes
It takes
Heartache
To learn

Colder than Detroit
I’m losing my voice
I know I can
Leave
But do I really
Have a choice?
We have become
So interwoven
I try to say
The words
But I keep
Choking
I..
I…
I…
Need something new
I need to leave
You
What once worked
Is broken now
I tried to fix
This
I tried to remix
This
It’s too far gone
Hope is lost
The longer we
Linger
The greater the cost
The damage is done
We had our fun
We saw the sun
Every time
Trouble came
We would run
Changing our address
Changing our numbers
Now we are encumbered
Ravaged
There’s no possibility
Of repair
I should have been
Prepared
Yet I find myself
In a state of despair
You promised
To take care
Of me
You were supposed
To be
The one for me
The waves in my sea
The home
I longed to be
Although
This was inevitable
It still feels
Unforeseen