Lost amongst the crowd
Wandering about
Searching for a connection
To anyone around
Caught up in the rush
Overwhelming; it’s too much
Crippled by a virus
Lost and out of touch
Social distancing yourself
While others don’t wear masks
Such a simple thing
But common sense they lack

Uninspired
Unemployed
Need something to fill the void
Be it love or be it peace
It’s too high up, where I can’t reach
I wish I could say I’ve tried and failed
Only God knows that my ship has sailed
I’m way off course, I ride the waves
Hoping that, I’ll be saved
A hand to grab me and pull me in
A new life waiting to begin
I take a step to a sight unseen
I’ve lost my drive and have no dreams
Nothing for me to seek
It appears my ship has sprung a leak
I make promises that I can’t keep
The days give way while I’m fast asleep
I find a land where trees can speak
A guiding whisper in the leaves
The land provides all that I need
On solid ground the ocean deep
The mountains high up at its peak
A single tear runs down my cheek
The void’s now filled and I’m complete

Are we drifting away?
Is there something that we’re headed towards?
Will it always be the same?
Or are you just manipulating my life force?

All we have is today
We’re probably headed on a collision course
Unless we show some restraint
And find a way back to the original source

There’s got to be a way
Because I know it’s my will
There’s so little left to say,
And still....

The facts still remain
They’re hard to explain
But if you look closer
The truth can be attained

I’m not going to lie
My heads in the sky
I’m counting down the days
I finally open up my eyes

I’m fighting off the deep pain I feel down inside
Want somewhere to run to
Want somewhere to hide
I’m counting down the days

I’m set in my own ways
Nothing to amount to
Even harder to explain
With only me to blame

I’ve built up my walls
Where every brick is suspect
Hoping something falls
So I can finally have some respect

I cleaned the bathroom stalls
I’ve danced in great big halls
I’ve washed off every dish
I swung hard and missed

Where’s the next step taking us?

Counting down to zero,
The numbers look the same
Ones and twos, reds, and blues
Are all that now remain
Lit on fire
Scars transpire
Among the unexplained
In spite the news,
Although seldom used;
It still heats up my desires

Fingers full of salt and grease
Yet so fragile to the touch
A thin slice of potato
Is all I had for lunch

Chips only seem to fall apart
When you want them to stay whole
They’re frail and break so easily
It’s as if they’re shattered souls

And when a chip comes close to dip
Anxiety sets in
They crumble like a house of cards
Or as if they’ve committed mortal sin

Cupids Arrow


What's now come into fruition
Is my lacking inhibition
For the discovery of a suitor
Or a counterpart addition
So I've come to the decision
I no longer bare ambition
To seek out the one and only
That I so long had envisioned


The stars never seemed to be aligned
No exploding worlds collide
Hidden somewhere in the cirrus clouds
Cupids arrows passed me by
I've gazed adoringly into the eyes
Heard random strangers spewing lies
Caught the reflection of despondency
That could not be denied
Although with valid vindication
Of the conclusion I've surmised

So many days spent searching
Along the vanquished path
Thinking I would become whole
When united with my better half
What is meant to be will be
Accepting fate completely
If my dispersed love returned to me
I'd cease in roaming wild and free
With the possibility of forever
Yet, still destined for uncertainty

Dear Departed Friend


Ten years ago today
A good friend passed away
It's not so much he died
But the circumstances at play

I found him lying dead
In a red pool of his blood
He handled his inner demons
The best way that he could

His pain had been released
And was laid to rest in peace
But leaving in his wake
No answers could we reach

He wasn't in poor health
Never asked for any help
He was always in good spirits
Held the aces he was dealt

His demeanor never worsened  
He was a very well liked person
Always offering a hand
Kindness, he was well versed in

It was just the man he was
He smiled just because
Always looking out for others
But he did like a good buzz

He could put away his liquor
A tolerance that never quivered
But even he surpassed his limits
And with gun in hand he pulled the trigger

A disturbing revelation
For his loved ones in the end  
A discerning final memory
Of my dear departed friend

In a world mired with discontent
You are my salvation
My stroke of grace
My everlasting gobstopper
With honey bees
Suckling at it’s nectar
And hummingbirds flying softer than a whisper
Singing silently for all the wold to hear
My flower
My angel
My dearest of dears