Within the warmth
Of our snow covered chalet
Driven by my passion  
I sat playing guitar all day

I played from my heart
With all of my soul
Harmonic balance
As the creativity flowed

The perfect palm mute
Sound reverberating by design
All my poetic passion
Came to life

Achieving Nirvana
The tears filled my eyes
I played a guitar solo
That caressed my mind

Pain put to sound
No one else around
Except my girlfriend
Playing with her device
Not even a "that sounds nice"

And so I played
To the light of day
To the nagging cold
That's come my way...

Wake, eat, sleep.
wake, eat sleep.
A documentation of my current existence.
Emotion has become a foreign word to me,
Replaced with simply nothingness.

No longer is the red which would burn my body,
when I saw him with her, smiling smiles of honey.
Gone is the blue, drowning me in her sadness
when I thought of all the people who have turned their backs on me
decided they were finished with me
those who were supposed to love me unconditionally.

"Goodbye" said I to yellow who would drizzle me in her warmth
when I veiwed the light shining though the trees
as birds sang , voices ringing with her colour.

For now I fly through life on auto-pilot,
never stopping to feel the sun kissing my cheeks so sweetly,
never stopping to feel the wind nipping my nose so harshly,
never stopping to feel.

"The only true wealth lies within love..."

  They say

Love is as it leaves me,

                                                               Unstable

Some days I'm rich                                              

                                         sometimes I'm broke

Somedays I spend too much                              

                                          on the wrong people        

Sometimes I even spend all my                        

                                                                  *Hope