so many questions are asked
with fewer answers that really matter

so many attempts are made
with results which end up drowning

so many poems are written
with some nodding heads to agree

while so many seconds tick
with thief doubt always creeping in

all i ask is..............in the end
does it really matter so much?

i soooo wish i cud post this...

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going mad not being able to proclaim to the skies
ok, I told it to the wind who told it to the trees
and now, it's landed adrift, somewhere in bird cry

if you spoke bird cry, you'd know it all by now
since you can't, you can swallow all the colors
in the bleeding flight taking off at gate number 4

yes, been hectic
ups and downs and busyness
exhausted
yet long for the day we can stand toe to toe

oh god how i dream of that day..............

met up with lady on tour yesterday
spent the whole day in her company
refreshing and easy and now i getcrazy this morning
i was too relaxed
too easy
wtffffffffffff

madness.....

ever felt like u lost something
but u can't tell what it is
yet it rankles the nerves so bad

you place fear at the door
but it lies across the threshold
making you trip each time
it cackles low expletives
and hisses at ur every move

Eden is on vacation
the direct contact is on hold
the engaged tone beeps on and on