I just hope your intentions
Are pure and genuine.

In a world full of self-sabotage,
It is easy to get lost
In your original path.
The path that keeps you safe,
Keeps you sane.

Be kind,
Be mindful,
And you’ll be free.

He was in love,
And she could not bare it.
She threw it away and covered the pain by running off with a different man.

He tried to understand, his love left him blind,
That her excuses were just that. She was not seeking a new truth to find.
No, she was just fine.

He is left in the dark, waiting for her.
But she continues to feed you her excuses.
“Seeking to find new truths”

Reflecting.
I am afraid.
Time is creeping up my spine,
It’s wilting my youth,
Making me question all that was once mine.

Reflecting.
I am afraid.
Time is not on my side,
Days are short and i
Find myself sad in the
Middle of a good day,
Terrified for the nights end,
For, at the end of the day,
I am alone.

My head is tingling
From the feeling
Of this midday peachy dream.

& the coffee is lingering
From the cup I spilt all over me.
And my head started to tingle with
Feelings I didn’t want to feel anymore.

This peachy dream,
I wanna look away.
Buzzing in my ears
A sound I love to hear,
You and your peachy sweet words.
I want to taste them on my lips.
Let it drip down my skin
Soak it in.

Your actions are silent, your words have not moved me.

The sound of your confusion overwhelms me.
A roaring buzz that just will not quit.

But there is something here, a genuine feeling.
You can not deny it.

Tell me it’s different this time around. That you have really thought about what you wanted,
Let my ears hear that pleasant sound.

Your actions are so silent.
You didn’t make a sound,
When I looked into your eyes,
There was nothing to be found.
This is nothing but a comfortable
Dream.

What are the colors that shine for me, that shine for you?
A tangerine dream of vivid melting sky’s
A walk through the desert mountains dancing with blue butterflies?
What are the colors that shine for me, do they shine for you?
A sea of green an endless wave of ultra violet rays...
A cloud of grey in a summer rain?
Or damp mossy green leaves wrapped around your feet?
What are these colors that shine for me?
Do they shine for you?

Are you curious of the colors that you are made of?

You carved our names
Into the trees,
For a forever lasting memory
And smokey winds that had
Set us free,
We closed our eyes and
The sun finally set into a tangerine bleed.