Take me away
To that special place
From the everyday, crazy city pace

Up to the mountains
The sky is so blue
Blustering clouds
A beautiful hue

Not a sound can be heard
Except maybe a bird
The silence is peaceful, serenity abound
No human beings anywhere to be found
No words need to be spoken
In this place so unbroken

Take me there
To the sweet clean air
I don’t want to go back
To that crazy rat pack

I want to run
As fast as I can
With the wind in my hair
Breathing in the fresh air

I could go for miles and miles
All the way with a smile
It’s what makes me feel happy and free
For that short time I can just be me

It is fear
That drives us
That defines us
That keeps us in darkness

We must break free from fear
Before we can truly live
Spread the truth and gratefully give

I long for the day
To be honest and free
Happy to be alone with me

We worry too much
It's fear's best friend
They love it when you get them together again

Worry and fear
Is there anything worse?
I think not
So I'll end this verse

The Sea is my serenity
The warm summer breeze is my reprieve
I long to hear the rolling waves
These are some of my favorite days

I know I can't stay here by the ocean so blue
I have to go home to a houseful of gloom

I will savor these moments
Forever in my head
It was good while it lasted
A least that's what they said

It's three am
My day has just begun
A million things run through my head
while the rest of the world is still in bed

I cant stop thinking
My mind is full
It's overflowing
Seeping through my skull

I wish I could turn it off
but I have no choice but to carry this cross

I write and I write
Until my fingers bleed
My pen runs dry
I have no reprieve

This is what my life has become
A poet, a writer?
Or a dreamer, dancing to the beat of a different drum...

telling the truth does not bring automatic popularity
indeed the opposite is often the case

I cry out for a poem
and the universe is silent

she watches on
as I flounder

then accept
today, she is not talking

insomnia
ghostly walk
amongst the sleepers

hushed scaly sound
driving lights fleeing
an image on a mirror

flashing moments
scattered memory screeching
rowdy cradling
                       dawn
                                dyed in red

I had it all
The great career, big house, new car
So what happened to me, I had come so far

I lie here on the cold hard cot
Wrapped in an old wool blanket, torn and shot

My home is this shelter
It's been for a while
I don't remember the last time I smiled

The sun is rising, another day in Hell
Listening for the ring of the bell
To wait on line in the cold for food
I'll eat what I'm given no matter how crude

I'll take the bread and be grateful today
At least I have a place to stay
As hopeless as this all seems
I still hold on to some of my dreams

The day that I get out of here
Travel the world
Drink the best beer

I don't know how
I don't know when
But I'm going to start over again

I’m always surprised
When I wake up to a new day
I don’t know when I started feeling this way
Some days it’s a blessing
Some days it’s a curse
Either way, I feel ready to burst
I open my eyes, still amazed
I made it through another day
I should be happy, ecstatic at best
But I continuously feel like I have no quest
I don’t get it, I don’t understand
I want to know what is the Lord’s plan
I know He has one, and it shall be revealed
Only then, will I be healed

Am I selling my soul
For a little attention
Still looking for love
Or someone with a pension

I don’t know anymore
I’m tired and confused
This life of mine
Leaves me less than amused

I want to do right
Not settle for less
But isn’t less becoming my best?

I have to settle
I don’t know what else to do
Everyone does it
Don’t you?

We are here
to have a good time,
not to have a long time;
however,
if it lasts a long time,
all the better.
Plan accordingly
but do not lose sight.

The alarm went off, playing her favorite song
She hit snooze again, knowing it was wrong
There was nothing she’d rather do,
Then stay in bed all day
With her young lover, they’d cuddle and play

The alarm was relentless
She had to get up
When she looked over at him
He was refilling his cup

Did he sleep at all?
Has he been up all night?
He’s still drinking,
Is that right?

He staggered over to the bed
looking all shook up
His face a tint of green
Was he going to throw up?

Living in the fast lane
Is it pleasure or is it pain
Doesn’t seem to matter
As long as you can’t feel
Hiding in your bottle
Where nothing is real

So much for the cuddling
So much for this day
She jumped in the shower
She had to get away

She left her apartment
He was passed out
What would she find tonight
She really had no doubt

How can she help him
It’s not even love
It’s just pure compassion
From the Lord above