Rest your head upon my shoulder
Darling,why are you so grim?
Have you ever ever wondered?
What it is to dream?

Infinite lack of space,
You and I are struggling
Moving at the same pace
Yet our lives, we're juggling

Rest your head upon my shoulder,
Darling, why this gloom?
Ever wondered about getting older?
No? Me neither. I despise the doom.

If you throw me a glance,
A glimmer of hope, I hope to see
And if not, lets remain in this stance
Until the sky is clear

Rest your head upon my shoulder,
Darling, like you used to do.
No more questions, let's just wonder
For now it's only me and you.

You keep me up all night
And race with me through the day
Swirling clouds of wonderment
Things I dare not say

Playing games of "what" and "if"
For things that shall never be
I find myself my future
What I want to touch and taste and see

All figments of coarse, but still
The longing I can not hide
Fears of failure, faded memories
All bundled up inside

Lets take a trip up on the moon,
we'll start it now and get there soon.
When we get there will be alone,
engulfed by space and lunar stone.
With silent stars and quiet light,
we'll feel weightless for tonight.
The universe will be our home,
discovering the things unknown.
Cause when with you my life is great,
so lets escape this world of hate.

Miss the crying
Miss the lies
Miss the tying binds of lives
Entwined
So forever yours,
And mine

Miss the roughness
Of masculine taste
Of feminine want
Of lust long erased
Of a smoldering fire
That we never replaced

To find something new
Is impossibility
Is there a box where you hold
My discretion, my sanity?
My illusions?
Me?

I waited for someone,
To show me the meaning of life.
The amazing truth,
The light at the end of the tunnel.

No one came,
Many came.
Many ways, many lights.
Yet the uncertainty prevails.

The doubt still remain,
As to faith is the answer.
Faith creates Life .

The longer I fall, the more I doubt the bottom
Will ever rise up to meet me and end it
The more I stare at blue eyes I’m lost in
I realize I’m trying my best to spread out and wing it
I have a little bit left at least a few hundred more breaths
To get it right, to stand up tall and not put up a fight
To a friend to a lover, let my heart see the sky
I don’t have to be my scars or the product of my lies
I could always be what you think you see in my eyes
I know I could be one in a million
But most of the time I feel like a disjointed skeleton
Pieces to a puzzle that no one is building
I would grow but my sky is blocked by the ceiling
So leave me here for the winter I need healing
I need to be alone to understand why I’m leaning
On all these liquor bottles just to stand
I’m old enough to just be a man
No excuses just the bible and a plan
I was taught better and worse than this
But I can keep on straddling this fence
So I’m letting go just to find a new grip

Before the night begins to appear
I dont grab a cigar or beer

I pick up a cigarette to chase my Jack
I dont do shots, I poor a cup
After I smoke one I pull another out of my pack
My thoughts are slowed now that my stomach's filled up

When the moon is out
I'm drunk stumbling about
Waking up with strangers because I blacked out

So tonight I'm turning off my phone
Ima smoke & drink my whiskey alone
Please don't judge me, I'm grown.

(yea, I **** myself just a little bit everyday with these poisons to live, ironic?;)

twenty years ago

her loose strand of hair lingers over her face
i brush it back gently
and a tear slips free
i can see in her eye
that she wishes that somebody would stop her
that she could escape this charade
i can see its bitter on her lips
i can see it makes her feel so small

so we escaped together
and found ourselfs a happy home to build
a future she told me, a future she promised me

the soft hand slips in
and the next line writes itself
its her that im living for

its her smile that that makes it bearable
its her her loving words that make it understandable
its her eyes that see me
its the future that she promised me was coming
its the future that she promised me was coming

why isn't she saying anything
why are her eyes dark and distant

short lived in this half-light serenade
the tide has withdrawn
leaving me in the cold spray of a winter rain
silence in her eyes
silence on her lips
its so cold here...why wont she speak
why do we linger here

i wish someone would stop me
wish that i could escape this charade

and she died there twenty years this day
at the spring tide just at dawn
she will never speak the world to me
will never smile the day for me
never whisper the love with me