Someone once said
when you're happy
you enjoy the music
when you're sad
you understand the lyrics
and that just
makes
sense
because when you're happy you don't worry about anything
but the sweet melody breezing into your ears
and when you're sad
you focus on the deeper things
the real meanings
the connection you missed before
the words

Coming through,
To the flame,
Is it true,
Or just the same,
Loving love,
Hold on tight,
Is it real from above,
Or it it nothing but a sight,
True is it true,
Real is it real,
You is it you,
Feel can you feel,
Or is it nothing you cant fight.

you-taking me driving when no one else would
you-letting me talk and telling me I'm understood
you-have a checkered past and so do I
you-making me laugh and making me cry
you-have a voice that makes me love my name
you-I love you but I don't think you feel the same
you-always and forever you

I am the sun,
Poking up in the morning to see if your there,
I am the waves,
Rushing to the shore to meet you,
I am your house,
I know all your pain, I shared them with you,
And I am your pet,
My only honor is to make you happy.

my dreams are often twisted reality
a distorted version of real events
and sometimes predictions of future events
that later give me deja vu
but sometimes they are whispered secrets
of things I didn't know happened, or things
I didn't know I wanted
I never remember them, except in small snatches the morning after
but the nightmares resonate, every second after
and they are always always always my reality

I hate having good days
because it means bad months are sure to follow