wish you were here.
wish you wanted to.
wish you were my fishbowl, so that i could see you through.

will you drown me in the sweetness and the wholeness of your soul?
will you share some of your water so that i can breathe at all?

i'm a fish, a lost soul, all that i can see is you.

do you think you could love me, too?

oh, where are the blue skies?
all i can see is pain.
if you are to be my sunshine, why do you tend to bring rain?

where are the sweet gestures,
words of love that seem so true?
how i wish that you were here,

how i wish you wanted to.

Oh how the bitter chill arose from the night
Briskly it clings to my chest
Tight, my lungs fill with bitterness
Music that comes with the darkness
From the night owl that sings besides my window
Reminding of how cold the hour
That flies with the ever present issue
How I'd love to hear with clearity
The willows that lie with in the bank
Floods the memory of you
Like the outer lakes the river that flows
With the kiss of reason
Rushing through the waters of life
Making since of folly
Making fools of us all
Gide my feet from falling
And slipping on this soggy ground
The muddy mire sloshes between my toes
As I walk on
Past the fellows that came to fish
The beauty of the day brake
Seeps through the mountain peeks
Each drop of sun light warms my face
Shines on this face so weathered
The lines of the passing years line my brow
And into my heart
Oh, how I love to feel the fresh air
The calm of the wind passing
As if to say hello
The birds sing their morning tune
And I feel true to life again
But somewhere in the midst of wonder
Lies layers of question
With the passing moments
That can never be replaced
Slowly reality crashes into dream
The measure of timelessness
And the reality of the undiscovered
Lie within the reach of the person who is willing
And the people who are ready
To leave their doubt behind
And press on into the night

Over hill, over dale,
    Thorough bush, thorough brier,
  Over park, over pale,
    Thorough flood, thorough fire,
    I do wander everywhere,
    Swifter than the moonè’s sphere;
    And I serve the fairy queen,
    To dew her orbs upon the green:
    The cowslips tall her pensioners be;
    In their gold coats spots you see;
    Those be rubies, fairy favours,
    In those freckles live their savours:
  I must go seek some dew-drops here,
And hang a pearl in every cowslip’s ear.

You don’t want to hear how beautiful you are, or how your kiss takes my breath away.

You don’t want to hear how you make me feel, or that I could get lost in your eyes for days.

You don’t want to hear how bad I want you, or how perfect you are.

You don’t want to hear that I could never stop thinking about you, or how I missed your touch.

I know you don’t want to hear these things but I don’t care, you need to know.

Waves are the sea’s white daughters,
And raindrops the children of rain,
But why for my shimmering body
Have I a mother like Pain?

Night is the mother of stars,
And wind the mother of foam —
The world is brimming with beauty,
But I must stay at home.

We speak to put the world to rights,
We speak to make it clear.
We speak to read our thoughts aloud,
We speak to tell our fears.

We speak when we are spoken to,
We speak to be forgiven.
But if we could no longer speak,
Then we would have to listen.

Why do they want to hurt me?
Constantly reminding me of my flaws.
Why did you do this and that?
is all I ever hear.
Because i'm sad, and mad and i dont know
what else to do...
so please leave me alone,
let me be.
i dont really know why i do stuff,
it's just a part of me.

In the silence and the calm
The echoes of the birds ring out
The sky is lit with soft hued light
Announcing yet another dawn

Take me beyond the hectic realm
Of busyness and toil and self
To listen to the birds that sing
Whose joy of life overwhelms

We’re meant to sing and live and laugh
And start each day with hope and praise
Anticipating the wondrous start
Of all that good that will come to pass