The time seems everlasting as each second echoes
Life won’t stop for someone
Life goes on
As we see it we seem everlasting
Life seems everlasting yet time rolls, time continues

She lets it shower down,
              when there is confusion
She sends down heavy lights and roars,
               during times of nothing
She lets it shine,
               when times are right
            
        How does she know of the thoughts below?

Can you stay one more hour
     cuz I don't need to change this
     atmosphere we're made of
Can you stay one more hour
     what's the rush, what's the rush


You know I'm going to find the time
      to catch your hand and make you stay
If I was scared then I would be glad
      to tell you and walk away

Hold on, i'll be here when
      it's all done

Cuz what's the point in chasing
     when I can't enjoy your face
Can you stay one more hour cuz


You know I'm going to find a way

Not knowing but afraid to go down that same path
     having to look ahead to see the dangers or possibilities
Having to guess, blindly, without reassurance
     afraid of taking the wrong path
Making a choice and taking a chance.

The wanting for the words
     pierces through the needs
Finding them is like crawling perpetually
When seeing the end of the tunnel
     a thought flows through
Was it all worth it
     When the only time is now and all seems clear
                                        Is it worth it?
Is it all, all of it, worth going after?

A falling star fell from the heart

It glows at dusk as it travels across many skies,
     shooting in the night, blinding - everywhere I go -
Into my dreams each night



Shooting out of my dreams when dusk turns into dawn
  left me in the dark,
     somehow each night finding a way back



Illusions portrayed when the sun replaces the moon
     unseen, unknown, unreachable

Each night I take the stars and keep them with me

Bright and shining, always there.
The moon always my deity, now the **stars

Cobble stone streets wind into beautiful beaches
warm brown crystals submerge my feet with each step

all is silent but the whoosh of the rolling waves
cool waves replace the feel of warmth

Thoughts swirl through the clean air as whispers become truth
seeking another mind to pursue

Misconceptions are legitimate
Fiction become fact
Lies are truths