a roar
a purr
silent war
deafening calm

I am the buzzing bees
The slithering seas
I am distraction
I am nature

I am that chance of rain
Dampening the saviors reign
I try to hear from heaven
Yet, I talk the whole time

I have not heard the secret
The call to be still
I have not heard the promise
The purpose of your will
Your plan for my good

I am the world on its knees
I am the prayer for peace
I am surrender

You are I AM
My chance at being better
I am yours

Strangers in a room
Her familiar perfume a loom
A wink from a distance
Butterflies in an instance

this is the story of a boy
the story of memories turned blue
of what could have been if dreams were true

this is the story of nothingness
that hollow feeling when love decays
the story of a dead blaze
of dried out bouquets

this is the story of second chances
of slow dances
and midnight chandeliers
the story of a boy

Dear normalcy and all the freedoms it brings,

It's midnight in paradise,
And I leave tomorrow,
Just time to borrow,
The memories I have earned,
And live the experiences I've learned,
I sit on my balcony with the glimmer of Honolulu,
Shaking and shimmering,
As if to sing,
"We will meet again"
So time to hold on,
And time to let go,
In my heart I already know,
That I am making what will be kept as the good ol' days,
A chapter and not just a brief but brilliant faze,
I make my next turn in the all time greatest maze,
I'll sit here and play the "what's going on in that apartment" game and sleep,
Because it's midnight in paradise,
And I take off tomorrow.