Today is one of those days.
Poems spill out of me,
The pictures I am taking with my mind
Speak volumes of hope, life, truth, and purpose.
I am painting philosophies
On the blood red walls of my heart.
I want to dance until my sweat feels
Like rain on my skin.

Today is a day obviously meant for celebration.
Happiness is a friend reaching around a corner;
"Why were you hiding?"
Today is a day to stop hiding.
Today is a day for hide and seek.
The grass begs for my bare feet.
My arms wait for embraces given,
Not taken.
I am animal.
I am human.
I am alive.

i loved

no really i truly did







Once.

in that place there was static

static that made me indiscernible from the shadows.



you are no more
we are long past

i wish there was a grave
i would bring you to it

no one would lie in it

i wouldn’t have that grave mired

with

what

we

were/are

it would remain pristine unlike us.





some day it would be filled

then i would let you see me cry

and you would still have no clue.

I've walked down that dark street before
Went up that drive-way and knocked on the door
When the house stirred, I let out a sigh
Ran away and forgot to hide

Wrote my name upon a wall
But the name was false, and the wall was small
Called out loud to the starlit sky
But no one heard my desperate cry

Fell inside and broke my heart
Then couldn't find the missing parts
Filled my glass at dawn and dusk
But we were far from giving up

A restless soul on sleepless nights
Took to words by candle light

There is no place in here to hide
So if you are me,
then who am I?

A Saint, a Sinner, a Child, a Lie.
A Cynic, a Critic, a regular guy.
A man with an idea that refuses to die,
but with a memory that fades
along with life.

I took the road less traveled by
Broke my heart then remembered to cry,
Thinking to myself
All the while:

I've

never

felt

so

Alive!