It was a cold winters night
Right outside the town of Bridgestone
The place was silent except for the old saloon
A new face appeared just the other day, he spent most nights in there
Some gazed at the fanciness of his clothes
Other scorned at the six shooter on his hip
I talked with him a little, he told me he was moving on with life, searching for something new and bright
He only planned to be here for a few nights, wasn't looking to pick a bone
So I gathered supplies, scurried a horse, and made sure he was gone by next afternoon
The next day is when the platoon came looking for him, I told them, the man was headed just south of Rabbit's Hair
Little did they know the man was traveling north to Letterman's Grove
Let this be a lesson kid, I may not have a story to tell, but this rusty old six shooter and gold is a most generous tip.

Life is a match
To start you need someone to light the match
Once lighted, the fires starts, the match reaches it's prime
The match then burns and slowly starts to dim
The dimness represents our life burning away
When the flame reaches its final flame, the match burns out
The burnt match represents how the life in everyone slowly follows down their own path
Eventually when we have reached our time, our flame burns out as that of the match
The flame dies but the smoke proceeds to carry on

I wonder, I wonder if
For some, it seems like I’m a myth
I try to stay
But she goes far away

I wonder, I wonder if she knows
And she’s trying to lessen the blow
For I am not quiet
Yet I will not cause and riot

I wonder, I wonder if the feelings the same
Or if it’s only my heart that burns a flame
When I see her, I’m lost
My feet won’t move, no matter the cost

I wonder, I wonder if the feelings will go away
Or will they stay, like a ship out at bay
My timing appears to be late
As she prepares for her date

I wonder, I wonder if
Is true love truly a myth
For I tried to find
But it only leaves me blind

How long have you been here?
Not too long I suppose
I paused, looking up in a fear
And falling out of my hand, one red rose

I smiled back saying “long as the day”
The conversation went on
He soon left after we had nothing to say
Shortly after the sun was gone

The next day the same incident occurred
This time he need not bother to speak
For we both know for sure
Tis the fate of the weak

As I flew south, others went north
For me there was nothing left to stake
The others are still trying to find their worth
And I have nothing left but to wake

See her standing there, all alone
Watch the tears fall on a faded photograph
She sits there quietly, glancing at her phone
Just to keep her mind away from the laughter

See him standing there, all alone at the bar drinking
Watch the drops of whiskey fade an old photograph
He sits there angry at himself, tells the bar to keep them cranking
As the ***** wears off, all he can hear is her distant laughter

Can't you see they both belong together
It's just a matter of time until they flock their feathers
She sits quieting waiting for his call, as he stands up he tries not to fall
The flashing of the lights and the darkness of the moon

The car that was crashed, is one that won't be forgotten
As He lays in the slums with the down trodden
The man he lost his wife, in the absence of the bright
Now he lives his life, not gazing at anything in sight
For the man is long forgotten.

I write this today, with the knowledge of yesterday
Look past yourself and see the bigger picture
Think of all the ones before who never got a say
And the ones who came out as the false victors

Years of violence and years of war
We choose to ignore for it's already past
But what about the ones who can't because their family's been torn
What about the ones who couldn't make it to the door

A world full of hate
When I look outside I only see the night
For many believe the lies told and take the bait
But what about those who choose to still shine bright

I write this not as a plea but as a calling
For those of you who fell more and are sick of sorrow
To those who stand up and are tired of falling
We are the future, we can choose our fates, more importantly we can build a new tomorrow.

I heard a story about a man who lost his fame
He became sad and lonely, stated drinking his bitters away
Some looked, others starred, everyone knew it was a **** shame
Then one dark dreary night, the man fell into the bay

Many gazed, few searched, For they knew the man wasn't coming back
They hung his picture to the wall, the frame was built from his stool
Although his name was unknown, many just called him Jack
The regulars still question his fate, insisting he'd be alive if he wasn't such a fool

A few years later, a filmmaker came to town, He wanted to use the bar in a scene
We started chatting and soon he asked if I was a fan of the man on the wall
I told him the story, He laughed, called an actor in, and to my own disbelief it was the man who looked good as clean
He pieced his life back together, found his fame once again before they left he looked at me and laughed, smiled for a minute and said relax all that happened was a little fall

What if life stopped tomorrow
The sky's were no longer blue
And you never felt no more sorrow

Would you still feel sadness
Or cling to your anger
Though a great mystery lurks in the bliss

The day the seas give rise
And the nights where you feel empty
There where you wasted your time spreading lies

A greater place awaits
Where your actions of today, are washed away
No matter the cost, because in the end it's all left up to fate

Perhaps living is the hardest part
But at least we still get tomorrow
To try again and stay true to our heart

Hello all and welcome, Today is the day of learning. My name, not important, you'll soon forget it anyways. My work original, Yes but overlooked. For you see it only speaks to me. None past the realm of our eyes can see. Yes I'm angry, Yes I'm sad. Yes I'm crazy, and Yes I too can be glad. I think I'll take a break now, perhaps write another line or two. For the readers is who I owe it to.

I walked out into the Moonlight
Saw him looking back at me
Then I picked up and skipped a rock
Got in my boat heading to nowhere in sight

Then the wind blows harder, through the crashing waves
The sky begins to fade, could it really be the end

I woke up crashed at shore
Planted my feet down and felt the wind blow
May not have a boat left, but I can build a raft
Might not have an engine, but I goat an oar

And the wind stops, through the steady seas
The skies clear and the grass is green

As I reached the land, they ask of where I've been
I don't have the answer you want but I do have a story to tell
Just sit right there, I'll tell it to you, about what might have been

I woke up to the flashing lights
Took a trip down to the water
I dreamed a sailor's dream, then made my way back
To lay in the empty street on this dark and rainy city's night.

The Time Has Come

I was walking past a coffee shop, where they were playing the news

A local church on there was selling all of their pews

It made enough attention to have everybody nearby to take a stop

Even I became intrigued, maybe they left behind some silver or gold

When I arrived, there was already a line

Many were out standing in the cold

Though one man had caught my eye

For in his arm he had held a feline

I started a conversation with the stranger

Standing across from me at a fire

As time had gone by, he told me each and every one of my true desires.

I stood in shock in fear, but he continued on showing me the future of my life almost bringing me to tears

I asked him why but he had not said another word

Only smiling back, he picked up a dime and proceeded to chant it's time

I turned away from the fire to see people fighting

The church had ran out of possessions to give away

I started to stray further and further away, making my way towards the bay

When all of the sudden a light appeared, so bright I could not see, and a sound of horns so loud I could not hear

When it faded a man appeared standing in front of me

Claiming he's here to bring me home

Though he did not tell me where he was from

Only insisting that the time has come.

The phone is ringing, my dear
Please wake up and answer my call
I'm sorry we said these things
We should never have acted that way
Please tell me
Why do we always say Goodbye
When we don't want to lose our love
We've come so far and worked so hard
Is it really the end
I guess I'll ease the pain, Goodbye My Dear
There's a knock on my door
Calling for a life that I'm not living
I got your letter in the mail and messages on my phone
It's all a lie, that I'm not believing
As soon as your back you'll go missing
Before too late you'll be gone again, just like summer rain
This time I want to say Goodbye
There ain't nothing left of our love
We/ve come so far and worked so hard
I guess this really is the end
Nothing you say can change my mid,
I'll ease the pain and say Goodbye, My Dear.

She left at the wrong time, but was there ever a right time
She must have seen a sign or worse she may have gotten tired
I thought I was the one who could fill her desire
When we met again she seemed happier
something changed, but in a good way
It was at that moment I knew she wasn't there for me in the beginning
I was meant to be there for her in the end
Timing doesn't matter, All that matters is the memories we shared
For those will last a lifetime

When life gets hard
He begins to smile
For he knows, you can’t cook without lard
And he’d rather walk home then walk a mile

When sunny days disappear
He folds his umbrella away
And follows up, with an afternoon beer
For even the rain doesn’t get in his way

For when he’s fired and put out on the street
He walks up town to buy a car
And then a house for somewhere to sleep
Later he even goes to the bar

Once he was struck by lightening
Then hit by a bus
You know what he said was more frightening
Being in the hospital and seeing all of us

A man who stands his ground
Whose determination knows no bounds
A man that’s been found
And also, a man that should be crowned

I woke up this morning, turned on the news
I saw Bethel, Ohio and turned the channel it was Seattle
I belive in fighting for what you stand for
Singing the song you hold in your hand
Love and war never knew no piece
No justice can be acheived this way
If we are going to fight for this, We have to do it right

We can stand together, We can stand united
There's no reason to cast any stones
Black Lives Matter and so do the rest
This isn't no conspiracy, you can put that to the test
We'll fight for what's right, crumble what's wrong
Together we're in for the fight of our lives

We seen Martin Luther King and Ghandi beaten down and all alone
Never once did they open up to the violence eating at their soul
I belvie in the first ammedment, I believe through violence there's no peace
Look closer, can't you see we're killing eachother
Don't we know any better
We want peace and we want justice most of all
Together we can make it, come on my brother and sisters lets stand untied once and for all

We can stand together, We can stand united
There's no reason to cast any stones
Black Lives Matter and so do the rest
This isn't no consipracy, you can put that to the test
We'll fight for what's right and crumble what is wrong
Together we're in for the fight our our lives

There I was, Standing there
On the empty corner street
I gave you love, But you went and through it all away

I've had enough, I'm out of luck
Ever since the day I heard you leave
I gave you trust, But you said it wasn't good enough for me

Now I know, You're not the one for me
But here I am standing at the corner of Franklin Ave
I won't take long, I don;t have too much to say

I gave you love, I gave you trust
So, Why'd you have to go and throw it all away
It's over now, But please don't walk away

I'm out of luck, I gave you love
Was it not good enough, I gave you trust
Where'd you draw the line

It's over now, but baby you could stay
Just please don't walk away

Spring was a feeling of freedom
Fall was a choice of solitude
Summer contained too much of the hot sun
But Winter, Winter could change any attitude

The man I met dressed in white
A complete stranger but he felt like family at the time
Often times we went fishing, but he wasn’t looking for a bite
He usually sat back and would just cast his line

We would do this all season except in the Fall
I never knew why, he always seemed off
We didn’t speak much, and he would often leave our trips answering a call
Through this all we were still friends that would sometimes golf

Yesterday they found him on the floor of his hotel
His heart gave out, but not before leaving a note
In the note was a map to lost treasure that led to our fishing spot and another room key that went to another nearby motel
Another piece of paper fell out it was addressed to me, a poem wrote of our travels, and a list of gear I could have from his tote.

To Mel:
Spring was a feeling of freedom
Fall was a choice of solitude
Summer contained too much of the hot sun
By Winter, Winter could change any attitude.

Pretty sunsets and starry nights
Have nothing to do with me, but rather you
One look into your eyes, I see your beauty bright
Yet you seem not to notice, As if you had no clue
There has been others in my life
But none quite has your shine
So I dedicate this to you
The one who can cheer me up when the day is blue
The one who has made my me the happiest yet
As I sit with you and watch the sunset

I was offered the choice to see my future of change my past
The decision only took a second, there I was back in senior year of high school
I played my cards right, won the lottery, got the girl, but it all went by so fast
I began to loose everything, new events took place
That I couldn't remember, How did I become such a fool
Things were different and missing, friends, family, lovers, and strangers all gone
Then one day I woke up as if it was all a dream, you were making coffee, mom had called, and Frank was to be married
I can not express the emotions of my other life but rather a new appreciation for this life and mines sacred bond
All my choices led to you, yes its hard to think
What might have been, But it's easier when even my worst mistakes brought me to a better place
You see with the right care and appreciation
Even an old scrawny bush can grow a few berries

Hope can cheer you up and Hope can bring you down
Hope can take you all over town
The main question of hope is if it is helpful or harmful
If I hoped to be a judge I would never be appointed
Often times when we hope we find ourselves disappointed

A friend once told me Hope is like a downward *****
Having Hope alone does not bring a  new day
Just like not having it doesn't mean you don't get your way
So the question changes to: is Hope a blessing or a curse

A farmer hopes for a good season
But he doesn't plant his crops and say goodbye
He works as hard as eh can with good reason
And when a good or bad harvest comes around, he doesn't have to question why

Hope without the work is an effort lost, like fools gold
It can ease your mind and please your soul
But it can also turn you into a living ghoul
Hope is for the strong, Hope is for the weak, Hope is for those who dare to be bold.

The man waits patiently, twitching his hands every other second
He stands in a strong posture, but his skin is dead white
The look of sadness on his face, echoed by the tears in his eyes
As he thinks it through, he wonders what he could have done differently
Now he looks away every time the patient room door opens
His hair is slowly fading, as he kneels down to pray
He starts to make phone calls, reassuring his family that he is alright
All of the sudden the door opens, He silently looks up as the results are read
His ear tune out the one word that he prayed he would never have to hear.

A quick line
Before I say goodbye
Can’t you see
Don’t you hear me
Even though
Forevers gone
Gone with the snow
How could I be so fond
I don’t have an answer
Just the memories that lay
Killing time like a dancer
Like the blue seas of the bay
My what a time
No what a year
Or such a crime
Possibly shedding a few tears
Questioning what I do
Rather than asking
So how are you
Take this, hide this in your flask
Unless you admit
Venom is what is killing you
What it means
Xray’s are counterfeit
You know my dreams
Zombies; is what is our minds

May I ask you a question?
If I may boldly say
Why are you so scared to do anything today?
For we both know there must be something, you want to do
But yet you’re so pitiful, I could easily scare you by saying boo
Are you keeping your feeling from someone, or are you stressed
I guess both of them can be a big pain in the ***
Don’t sweat it, and don’t freak out
Take the night off and go into town
For today is done, and tomorrow, well that hasn’t even begun
So relax and have a good time
Because one day you won’t see it as a crime

I see your leaves on the ground
I feel the chilly wind upon my back
The birds sing their songs
As if they don't know the destruction of this town

A time or two ago the streets were busy
The people were happy, life was good, until the seal started to crack
No one can recall where the old courthouse cam from
But they sure knew the seal that stood on the floor

The seal broke mid of Autumn, when the festival was to start
The town panicked at first and then carried on
For the rumors couldn't be true, surly no man would lose his heart
So the festival began and soon enough that one man was not having fun

His wife died, she began to choke in the middle of a stroke
He tried his best to save her but he was too late
Since that day the town had been in disarray
Many moved on and others sought for a clean slate

I decided to stay so I could be close to her grave
I don't come very often, only to relive my failure every start of Autumn

To Autumn:

I see your leaves on the ground
And feel your chilly winds upon my back.

Don't waste your time worrying about every mistake you make.
Instead fix your mistakes and learn from then.
Knowledge is a crucial part of a human being.
It is better to learn now instead of learning late.

Don't count the years of your life, instead count the enjoyments.
Keep a positive attitude and nothing will stand in your way.
Be respectful, always be kind to the person sitting next to you.
Live like there's no tomorrow and remember as if it was just yesterday.

Always be honest, don't ever tell a lie.
In any given situation, the truth will always overrule.
Choose friends who are honest to you.
Always be the first to tell the truth.

State your beliefs and don't let them get overruled.
Stand up for what you believe in.
Don't follow the crowd, in many cases that is not the best choice.

Finally be at peace.
Keep the ones who make you feel good close to you.
Spend your time looking for the one true thing that will keep you and only you the happiest person in the world.

A dark room holds no light
A silenced man possess no flight
Scattering a torn soul
I died only to become a Ghoul