arrowheads shoot into the night
and ring a cry of war,

war of love but not fright.

a beautiful aim into a heart
and a few little words that mean the world,
*we will never be apart,
I will love you forever wait and see.

bittersweet
like memories,
and if I could
cross a thousand seas,
I would
to speak to you.

*ideal rain water

round and round
actually, it's pretty slow
but when it's all done,
I don't really know where to go.

the wind in my hair,
a smile on my face
and that's when I think,
"why would I ever leave this place?"

good morning little boy
bundled in blue,
today is beautiful
and so are you.


a gift from heaven
that God perfectly made,
you are worth a price,
it was very well paid.


two parents just smiling away,
oh baby boy,
how you've made their day

I haven't particularly
been active,
and for that I apologize.
But soon I must write,
as fast as education
can make me wise.

melancholy beats
that's enough for me
a little spark
in the lyrics
really helps me breathe.

isn't it pretty?
please, don't answer that,
I don't want your answer.
Two teenagers, as love sick
as they come, sit under a ceiling of leaves.
While another, leaves for a moment
and notices the beauty
of a closed park, rusted swings,
and a moss covered forest.
And all she wanted
was to be the breeze.

there are so many ways to define mother.
a woman who is blessed to conceive,
the person who raises you,
or someone who sticks around
          but
it's an entirely different definition for a mom.
and while I have a mother
and always have had a mother,
ive only recently found my
mom
a mom is a person to hug and cry in to
a mom is a person that you feel loved by.

and all of these years, a mother figure was standing tall,
          but immersed in the shadows was a *mom

sour mash whiskey

          and sweet summer days.

I think I think too much

too much thought about love.

I've never been in love,
you know, the head over heels they
all talk about. no.

why be head over heels for someone,
if you don't even like to be tumbled?

the sun will set
and the skies always manage
to steal my breath.


of course if I had my way,
I'd take your heart
and make you love me.
just as I love the sky


between you and the sky,
I'm never privileged to breathe,
as you both leave me
**slightly breathless

love

*maybe i need it,

even if it is fake.

maybe its not the fear of the chase,



but instead, the terror of being caught.

please babe do not go
he sung over the telephone.
he was thousands of miles away
and he just wanted to let his
love know..
its almost here, im
running fast
baby do not run,
just think about our past.
the wave will catch you
anyways, so please dont stress
just allow yourself to feel
our love and God will
care for the rest.

**at that moment the phone went
silent, after a real 'i love you'

bought a brand new
fountain pen
with which I can not write.

           dreaming of life
            that's filled with joy
           too bad it disappears during night.


looking at a train
the wheels are turning
fast, and I've lost my will to
fight, finally, at last.


           staring at a storm
           oh with such delight
           but the thunder is
           getting louder,
           and my life is out of sight.

please don't worry about me
I guess I'm okay
I don't want to die,
and I won't hurt myself either
as I feel enough pain
to satisfy me through
my feelings.


but could you hear the
tears behind my okay?
well if not,
I felt the burn
of them 100 times
louder.

with chipped nail paint
a new but old hat
and some berry lipstick,
I will cry and
apologize.

blows away in breeze
such ease to be a small
dandelion right?

i sit here at near noon
sipping on "morning" brew.
*11:52

boy i never would have
thought i'd get this far
in any old truck
or any old car.
but that evening we went
for a nice little drive
just letting the wind blow
and letting the music thrive.
singing along, matching pitch
with some doubts
playing our air guitars,
letting our hearts out.
no air condition
was perfectly ok
because the sun was
perfectly sunny that day.
a perfect little memory
coming in to view
a wonderful evening
and i shared it with you.

i love you
love scares me.
maybe im crazy.
maybe its crazy
that im crazy
enough to listen
to my heart as it
tells me my feelings
for you.

as i look up into the sky
i think about many things
besides the overwhelming
beauty of the stars above.
i think about how
comfortable the cooled
grass is beneath me.
i think about the sunrise
that will come soon enough.
i think about how warm i
feel even though im chilled
by the night.
but as i drift away with the
stars at the suns awakening,
i allow my mind to wander
farther and thoughts of you
fill my dreams.

i want to take a trip
a blue neighborhood
this is your heart.
i want to walk
a white beach
this is your brain
and its beautiful thoughts.

why am i never happy
no matter where i go?
why is my happiness
dwelling with you,
too far away?

its none of your business
so stop making me feel guilty
for the facts you dont know.
sure.
maybe i dont go around.
maybe they're mad at me.
maybe i know why.
but you weren't there
all of the times they were awful.
maybe you don't understand,
because you've never been in my shoes.

hi
this is a note
it will say that
i cant
i really cant pretend
cant pretend to:
be happy,
be glad to see you,
not be bored,
be stress or anxiety free.
*i cant pretend anymore
thats not fair for you,
or for me.

theres a knife
its lying on the table
i dont know if im capable
so all i will do is sway
sway to the beat of an
unpopular song.

right now
it's the perfect summer time
for a little summer rhyme.
a perfect little breeze
to put your mind at ease.
wispy, white clouds in the sky
to cause a relieved sigh.
a perfect summer time
a little summer rhyme.

shut eyelids
do you have any idea
what you did?
look into my soul
through my blood shot eyes.
but please knock before entering.

little sheep dancing happily
through a mint-eucalyptus
meadow.
what i see
is exciting to me.

right now it feels like we're flying,
so high that our feet can't reach the ground
and I feel as if my heart may burst,
but then I realize that my love is cursed.

ok, back on my feet
love is a war, I accept defeat
why do I dream,
when I know my heart will crack at the seams?

Believe me when I say that
I love you
because boy it sure is the truth.
I love how one look
in my eyes allows you
to read my emotions and make me feel better.
I love how your
sighs and shrugs make me laugh
as we walk through a too
crowded store.
I love that even when our time
with each other is over,
I hold on to every second
of our hug, as I feel you do the same.
I love how you get me
every word, look, or laugh
we share a heart and a mind
and I love you for that.

it's funny how i run to you
even as i question why i
love you.
words tear my surface
like a paper cut
but a little more deep.
funny how we didn't
mean to make each
other bleed.
everytime i come back
**they're just paper cuts

i want to put life on hold
for one word
one kiss, so bold

never wanted harm
a scar on the heart
or the arm

a quick rewind
just for a while
breathing in time

for there are many stars that dot the sky
and there are many tears fallen from your eyes
among these stars, surely one wish of mine
will come true, so here's a few wishes for you.
*i wish that you could see
what a beautiful person you are to me.
i wish that i could be there some how
to hold you and help calm you down.
i wish that you could have a break
a vacation from this big headache.
i wish that i had never lied before
then maybe you wouldn't be crying in the floor.
i wish you wouldn't apologize, i am your friend
and even if you push me away,
i will stick with you until the end.

the delight of emotional rhythms
in a song that explains everything
the feeling of choking
but in a way of pleasure
from reading some article of writing
that jerks more happy tears than sad
the magnetic pull to someone
that equally balances your life
*this is my euphoria

I write too much about being sad
like a broken camera, my focus is bad.
For once, tonight I will write of joy
and how when I blush I think, oh boy.
I will tell of the people I really like
but not right now, not tonight.

as I see God's artwork before me,
I find myself looking for countless things
to capture or take and selfishly
keep them for myself.