When she was young, she liked the snow.
Perhaps too much.
However consistent, in powder or slush,
She liked the snow.

After she grew, she glared at the snow.
Perhaps too much.
However mature, in logic and love,
she glared at the snow.

What was bright is grey;
This terrible freeze mocks
and drags,
perhaps too much.

When she was young, mittens were lost.
Perhaps too much.
Little cold fingers, pink cheeks gleamed,
though mittens were lost.

After she grew, gloves were on tight.
Perhaps too much.
Slipping on ice and flushed in the face,
gloves were on tight.

Perhaps. Too much.

Never will you know my pain
all the things i was supposed to gain

my heart could never sway
through my time away
know Ive realized what ive lost
we crossed some lines
and drawn the line
know I am home and still alone
hoping for that day
for my pain to go away
is it best to go away?

I am there when you need me
For your weakness I took that ****** stand.
You laugh and I am with you laughing.
This love I can give you.
Its a love and sorrow that could have lasted years

I will be there when you need me
Say a word Ill take another stand.
But in your strength I feel my weakness
You can never take away the fear
The fear and joy in the love of a man.

The scenarios that play out in my mind are enough to send someone crazy
Not because they are so far-fetched, but because they are drenched in reality.
I see the negative possibilities and I wonder if I ought to hide,
You may never know all the fears that lurk behind my smile.

As I step into uncharted territory, behind the walls that I've built before,
They no longer serve their purpose; they cannot keep you out anymore.
Defenses lose their strength as you lose yourself in me,
This has become your home...I have given you the key.

And everything they said to fear...cold hearts made me believe,
"Everyone wants something...people enjoy others' misery.
They'll come and observe, and take everything you have,
Then leave you broken and lonely...just a shell of a man."

Wary now...for letting you in...but too afraid to let you go,
Your companionship means so much to me; it's all I've ever known.
So long to build, so long to trust...so long to get us here,
Could all be lost and damaged with a single thought or fear.

Of old experiences long gone and well intended advice,
The darkness that plagues my mind...the smoke that threatens to distort your light.
I'm at their mercy, though I'm trying desperately to shut that door,
because I can't take it any longer; *I can't stand this feeling anymore.

i'm a mess
i thought i was strong enough
the moment you walked out of my life
i acted like nothing was hurting
but that's just me trying to get over you
but now
i don't want to live without you
i cant survive one more day

Where is the silence, O my Soul?
    I cannot find it here nor there.
I hear of violence, war untold,
    But stillness hides beneath my stare.

Love is in the quiet hour,
    Lessons learned from deep within;
Hope is in the blooming flower,
    Answers told to asking men.

Clouds will never cease to shower
    Rain upon the begging grass;
Stars will never lose their power,
    Guiding us back home at last.

Where is the silence, O my Soul?
    I finally see it in the air!
Beneath the violence, I now know,
    There rests a peace found anywhere.