Silence is the absence of noise,
but what happens when silence fades?
Silence is strength in chaos,
but what happens when chaos fades?

What happens to silence?
Silence becomes a weakness;
a weakness that no one wants, A weakness that everyone has.

And so we become like clanging cymbals;
clanging cymbals that make mindless chatter;
mindless chatter to fill the silence;
the silence that no one can escape.

I screamed but my voice was a whisper,
The shadow took my hand and said everything is okay here.
Hard to believe.
The things the voices were telling me.
There soft voices so bitter sweet.
The shadows gentle hands.
Telling me there was a plan.
That everything's under control.
Yet the ocean waves rolled and rolled.
I was far under the surface.
Trapped by my mind.
Impossible to find.
I hide the pain I feel.
But deep down know the pain is very real.
Slipping in and out of people's life's.
Feeling I never do anything right.
This is my reality.
No it is not a dream.
You can say snap out of it.
But it's absolutely useless.  
The only thing I hear,
Is the shadow I hold so dear.

A.S

There are so many things
That I love about you
It will take too long to name them all
So I'll name just a few.
The first thing I love about you
Is the way you smile
It makes me feel at peace and such
I haven't felt that for a while.
The second thing that I love
Is the way you're always there
I can text you about the dumbest things
Like how I cut my hair.
The third thing that I love about you
Is that you make me feel strong
When I talk to you the endless nights
Never seem as long.
The fourth thing that I love about you
Is the way you say oh my
I don't know why but seeing that
Makes me want to fly.
The fifth thing that I love about you
Is the way you hold me in your arms
When you wrap them tight around me
I feel protected from all harm
The sixth thing that I love about you
Are the faces that you make
I'll do anything to see them again
I don't care what it takes.
The seventh thing I love about you
Is that you're gentle but you're strong
My life is a raging storm
But with you it seems calm.
The eighth thing I love about you
Is that you're really funny
You may not know it but you always
Make my days nice and sunny.
The ninth thing o love about you
Is that you never go away
But don't feel like you're stuck here
You're free to leave or stay.
The tenth thing that I love about you
Is I don't feel so alone
You gave me hope when I lost it all
That my heart can find a home.
That's ten things that I love about you,
But there are many more,
You don't have to do this alone
Of this I am sure.

I'm a free bird
Flying through the cotton clouds
Floating in the vast oceans of sky
All blue and bright and warm

But my heart weighed heavy
For something on earth
The sun kissed wings of mine
Found it hard to hold

The burden of failures
And the ropes of rules
Holding me down to earth
Preventing my sun kissed wings in flight

I glanced at those ropes
That tied me down, invisible to eyes
Giving a death glare to them
Burning them down to ashes

I fly again as a free bird
Through the cotton white clouds
Floating over the never ending blue sky
Stretched over as the vast ocean

to the man whose face can do things mine cannot, I give my son.  

silence has no creator.  pictures

of god
don’t sell.

A warm summer rain
taps on my roof like Sammy
doing Bojangles.