Be tender if it kills you
Take the punches like a tree
Let the nasty words dissolve in air
with the yelling and the screams
You can't hurt me, anymore

Get rhythm when you get the blues
Shout aloud true gospel tunes
Open the window
Look outside
Give all the darkness no place to hide
Listen to the birds
Borrow their song
Ride the easy notes to get you along

A missing piece,
A broken connection,
A shallow ocean of following convention,
Being polite, being together...
                 feels so alone.

They're missing the spirit.
They're missing a fire.
I don't understand how they doubt all that's higher.
Help me to love them,
In ways that I can.
I pray they discover my peace,
The great I AM.

Maybe it's the same feeling that someone had 125 years ago
Maybe the white walls are starving a vibrant soul

Dull inside

Dull
Here

Do you ever want to just...
*step into the wheat fields?

I took my own life...

for granted

Blunt force breaks glass
So does resonnance

I hope I'm not that delicate
Because you sure do resonate

The day is still young,
and forgetful;
Forgiving your first attempts
Forgetting the morning's hiccups,
Now is the time for you to do the same

The day has so much to offer,
as do you.
So hold your breathe and count to ten,
Pick back up and try again

The day is still young,
has so much to offer,
and so do you