Your breath quickens
Your heart skips a beat
Your head feels dizzy
Your eyes can’t focus
You feel as though the world is suddenly on standby to wait,

Wait
Wait for you to take that deep breath.

The breath that will help cleanse the shock
The shock that freezes your body in order for it to pass
The shock that has your heart pounding loud
And your breath hitching and stopping
It is when the reality of it all finally crashes on your shoulders that you cry

Cry
Cry your eyes out because the unexpected has happened

Cry because it is the only thing you know to do
Cry out the fears
Cry out the hurt
Cry out the pain
Cry to start cleansing your soul
Cry because it’s easier than questioning God
It is after you feel weak that you start to ask for the reasons

Reasons
Reasons that are so far out of reach that you can only hit your knees

Reasons you don’t want to hear
You just want to know why?
Why he was taken
Why now
Why when you were so far away
Why when he was to be there when you got home
Why when all he deserved was to survive

Survive
Survive the toughest times even though you feel defeated

Survive because it’s the only thing you can do
Survive because God has a reason for the pain
Survive because even though it punches your heart now, it will one day sooth
Survive because he would have wanted you to
Survive because his love begs you to, just as your love begged him to come back

Love
Love is the way to remember

Love is what helped us to become one
Love is what helped us to connect
Love is the fact that we spoke to each other without words
Love is the bond we had even after I was away for so long
Love is what you hold in your heart after they have left
Love is to be shared so that we both may live

Life
Life is what you showed me how to live

Life is what you showed me when you ran in the fields
Life is what God gave both of us
Life is what anyone could see in your eyes
Life was circulating through you with every beat of your heart
Life is what will be hard without you for a little while
Life was lived by you until you were broken free

Freedom
Freedom was when you broke away for the first time

Freedom was what God granted you a little too soon
Freedom is what you showed me was never to be taken for granted
Freedom will always be remembered by the wind in my hair
Now you are free and one day I will join you where we can be free together

Goodbye
Goodbye for now but not forever

Goodbye my sweet boy with the sweet eyes
Goodbye my friend who listened to my crazy rants
Goodbye my sweet boy who was nothing but a treasure
Goodbye to the greatest friend I could have asked for a short chapter in my life
Never will you run free in the fields
But you are now running free in the clouds
You are now just dirt beneath where your hoofs used to dance
But you will forever and always be in my heart to stay so that I may remember

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-by;
And further still at an unearthly height
One luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.

Who Needs These Thoughts?

We wake up everyday,
Morning, noon, or night
And pray to keep the silence away.
For silence brings that from which we hide,
Dark corners and demons to fight,
Where in unguarded moments our minds will slide.
Who needs these thoughts?

For all the world we keep it in,
Raging storms and avalanches,
Bearing the onus like deep sin.
Inside, we kick and scream, rage and bite,
Yet outside quieter than wind on willow branches,
As we succumb to our daily rite.
Who needs these thoughts?

And when you toss and turn, hurt and ache,
When it's three in the morn
And you're still wide awake.
When your screams turn into a deaf, silent echo,
And your heart grows forlorn,
Sit beside me cause neither of us know
Who needs these thoughts.

Soft and grainy.
Thick and comforting.
The heavy weight upon me,
Brings on a deep sleep
Covering my body,
Wrapping its length around me-
Showing me I can feel again
The warmth;
The familiar texture and smell,
I sleep beneath this mound of sheets,
Protected from the world.

Mindless consumption
ever consuming our freedoms
our minds
they are die cast by "reality" (tv)
pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.

lock you up
  dare to speak?
    eat this.
  now that's better.
  be a good little American.

go to school
grad school
PhD
climb
higher
higher!

        ignore the music
meet the deadline.
pretty color coated contracts
containing souls
secrets
loopholes for those who can afford them.

but here,
  we just smoke cigarettes
  and eat welfare
all at low prices!
broken minds
              cars
                hearts.

"lovers take shelter"



"There is a War Going on for Your Mind" by Flobots