I’ve been one to dream without restriction

But how can anyone live free of tension?

Against my best judgment, I’m blue

Yet something, someone, like you

Never could’ve crossed my mind

I’ve waited

Eager to shine.

You wanna know what scares me about you?

It’s that I could let go and live less tame

Something about you makes me feel brave

Except when I fear you’d walk away

But in this moment up here

I choose not go down there.

I find myself wondering if you’re real

Suddenly, I’m prettier in your mirror

Run away, drive away, with me

Can this stay just the way it seems?

You give back what was taken

And yes, my hands are shaking

But, it’s in a good way

Honey, You're a good way.

you smell like the ocean
and move like the breeze
your touch is like sand
inbetween my toes

and i wish that i loved you

​when you walk
the world stops to give you space
when you speak
the music fades because it can't compete

and i wish that i loved you

when you frown calm feels far gone
when you cry i can't look away
you look me in the eye
and tell me you love me

and i wish that i loved you

i'd sing you every song
to help you fall asleep
i'd give you my every muscle
if you are feeling weak

but i don't love you

She sheds useless tears full of sharp exhaustion

Her face is numb of all the smiles she shows

Who really cares how she feels?

That’s all she can do.

This isn’t new to her she has been in this harsh time before.

She mourns what has been lost.

All she can do is gather the pieces she needs to move forward

And walk away with a smile

Is she a fool?

Was it her fault she is here?

On these days so bland and lonely,
My soul aches, my spirit empty,
Everywhere I look I can't seem to find any beauty,
All hope has left me?
Another day, another year,
They're all the same,
What's the point?
So smile n wave,
Just let me go.

But I look back on the days,
Where time was full of laughter,
Yes, when my fate was true,
So much brighter,
And I pray, I pray to bring us together,
Where we shall laugh again,
With no pain and anger.

Oh, I am waiting for the grand reunion,
With my loved ones,
With whom I've spent my time,
There shall be no more sorrow,
No worrying about tomorrow,
And we shall share our stories bit by bit,
The days so bland and gloomy,
And the days so brightly lit.
We all have our days,
In our LORD we will be reunited,
Oh, I long for that day,
When I'll be filled with happiness and no sorrow,
And share them with my friends,
So until that time comes,
Stand strong, push on till the journey's end.

Waiting here in the dark
Waiting for that moment, a spark
When everything fall in place
Like the evening sky of stars
But I’m not there yet
There is still nothing yet
Nothing good I can use yet
Nothing pure or true I can get my hands on yet

Something never seen before
Something beautiful, full of souls
And I wonder if I could ever find it at all.

Is this the beginning of the end?
A conclusion before I even have the chance
Is this the best story I could ever write?
And all the rest after this is just ......time
But  I’m not there yet
There is still nothing yet
Nothing great I can use yet
Nothing gold or old I can get my hands on yet

Something never heard before
Something of a miracle, yet full of holes
And I wonder if I could ever fill it all.
                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                          
So I went for a walk
To clear my mind from evil thoughts
Saw the waves rushing in to lay its gifts on the shore
Is there something for me? - a key to my creative door
No I’m still not there yet
There is still nothing yet
Nothing grand I can use yet
Nothing deep or rich I can get my hands on yet

Something never thought of before
Something so original - a pure awe
And I wonder if I could ever capture it at all.

I am broken
And I refuse to believe that
Someone loves me
I can see how this could be confusing, but
A broken heart can be healed
Is pure fiction
There isn’t a fish for me
Once I am old and wise, I’ll tell you that
I’ve got my own back because
Selfishness
Takes precedence over
Selflessness
Hear me out:
Once upon a time
Someone broke my heart
I remembered
Keep my head up because
My father says
Crying makes you weak
My ex says
Love comes and goes
I cannot say for certain
Love finds its way
After awhile
Hope is lost and
No longer will I sit here and act like
I know what I am doing and
It will eventually show that
I do not put forth the effort
And do not assume that
I know what I am