I give in to the hurt so easily.
Seems as if it is all I have ever had as a friend.

Ever present and comforting. I trust it be there whenever it is called upon.

Just because your laying in bed dreaming
It doesn't mean you are asleep, awaiting for a new day.

For sometime now that is all I have been doing.
Dreaming of something else; something better.

I just want to rest. Not dream.

Everyday more and more dead birds litter the road.
Wings bent in odd shapes
Beaks open; ants crawling.


It's such an unpleasant sight.
If only someone told me
If only I was given a second chance....

This body
Also known as a vessel
Simple in design
- Impractical

Flawed from the beginning
In constant search of
what it can't have
Never pleased

Itching
Always scratching
the surface
But never breaking through

Dare
We ever reach
what we want
And death ensues.

Life can never be this easy.
It is not something you press play
And sit back and listen to..
Life is so much more than that.

The tears.. the small breaths of air..
Her eyes looking back up at you.

There is never a chance of return
There is only one path
Maybe not in one direction
But who would want their life pointed out to them?

Her hands trembling as you take them
into your own

I have held on for so long
To thoughts and feelings
That I have longed to have returned
..... It's just as easy to cry now as it was then.

She doesn't want you to
But she doesn't turn away as you lean in.

As with any living thing
Time carefully breaks us down
Until we are left naked
Before the burning sun

And with one last kiss.. one painful and burning touch of her lips on mine
There is only one word that breaks this moment in time....

Goodbye.

Separating the tongue from mind
I stand looking outward into the ocean night

There is nothing really I can say
Just listen

The waves look more like creatures
The longer I stare into them.

Inhaling the salt ridden air
As a soft breeze slips by

For once..
I don't care

If I had it my way
I would let the night take over
A slow and patient storm lay quietly outside
Tapping its many fingers against my window.

That way I could catch Sleep crawling into bed
I shall lay down with them and finally recollect
I don't want tomorrow to come just yet.
I have yet to deal with tonight