Life is like a guitar string
To much tension, we break
Not enough, we fall apart
But when we get it just right, the whole world will feel our solo

My Uncle Greg was one great guy.  His love never had conditions, his kindness met no end and although he's gone i feel his presence stronger than ever.  He gave me my first guitar and instilled in me the love of poetry and music that I now hold near.  My poetry is dedicated to the greatest man I have ever had the great privilege to know.  We all love you Uncle Greg, be at peace and harmony and play your music so that all those with you may feel your joy.

Your amazing in every way
Your smile saves my day
The enthusiasm you show is amazing
When you walk by, my eyes ever gazing
You save me and you don't know
But the path i want i sadly can not go
I feel you see me for the deeper Max
But my feeling I must cut with an axe
Because you have something great
I wouldn't dare change your fait
As amazing as you are
I couldn't come between you and life
So let me help you fill it with happiness instead of strife
Because the way i want it isn't right
But I'm content to help you save yourself with all my might

As the gentle breeze lifts the leaves my heart instantly feels a simultaneous rush of content and happiness.  The leaves fly as if they had wings, with the breath of life.  The leaves fly as if they had wings, the branches are marionettes swaying with the breath of life.  Every movement brings me closer to all nothingness, each shade of red and orange heat my heart and soul till the happiness and joy can't grow more.  Every blade of grass brushing my skin sends a jolt of outstanding grace coursing through my body.  The blue sky for ever looming draws forth my fears and they float away in each passing cloud.  The trees surrounding me are a fortress from all evil.  As i stand in the middle of nowhere, this split second is everywhere.

That man, this man
His man her man

One man blamed the same shamed
Emotionally dead he lies on the ground

Being filled with dirt he can't breathe
But he's content, he's getting what he wants

Nothing can be given to change his mind
But to have no more needs is his want

He wants to have something taken
not given

I'm feeling like i can't move on
I just wish I was gone
God was there but now he's not
What is this life I've got

It's twist turned every which way
How come good love can't stay
My mind is racing, mind is lost
My heart is dead, cold as frost

My eyes ache my lungs burn
Time to get off my *** and take my turn
This is a rough world, nice guys finish last
Prepare for the future and don't dwell on the past
It'll hold you back from what you want
Because what was will hurt, but what could be will haunt