Everyday you become farther from yesterday
your younger than tomorrow
your a second closer to the end
your a second farther from your past
you are who you want to be now
you change and shift like the earth that gives you life
although change, growth and age can be daunting
it is inevitable, it is beautiful and necessary
for even the most stationary objects weather over time
the rocks, the soils, our skin and hearts
we naturally progress and digress with time
I guess it is the essence of existence
the circle of life

I awake to the words before me
like a stale omen.
I sit till my hands numb, my thoughts dry
and eyes blurred.
Is this what has come of the day?
A zig-zag stitch,
an endless mantra of words that I give birth.
Line after line of black upon white,
of emotion upon meaning,
that I rearrange from grieving.

Hello there pages of my work...
the hours of sleep lost.
The minutes of life lost to give you birth.
The stress runs deep upon my brow.
The furrowed **** deep down.
Bury me upon your pages,
cut my wrist with your wisest words.
Let my blood leak
into pools of your work.
Let my heart pour upon the white snow.
All these hours,
page,
and words
I must let go.
For now I have another chance,
another go...

Some things we loose, while others we gain.
When we take chances and put ourselves and hearts on the line
any day is exceptional.
No day is ordinary,
for an ordinary day is when I met you.
An "ordinary" day changed my life.
I met you in my favourite season,
I was wearing my favourite touque.
You were foreign to me...
exceptional, mysterious and cute.
The blood stains on your canvas pants like a piece of art.
The body of a doe in your bare hands, disturbing yet beautiful.
The wildness that coursed through your veins,
the life in your eyes...
I always knew I'd find the man of dreams
in the forest surrounded by trees.
Although it was in a parking lot beside the naked hardwood
fate brought me to you.
Late night procrastination brought me to you.
Under ordinary circumstances
came extraordinary outcomes.
We loose what is less to gain what is more
fate brought me to you
an ordinary day became extraordinary
and grew forever more... <3

What if they told you you'd never make it...
What if they said you'll just be another statistic?
They tell you your not strong
and your dreams aren't worth it.
That your soul is ******
and your heart for the taking.
Your bones, their brittle.
Your eyes filled with life.
Blow after blow
you still stand higher.
Not higher than the mountains,
but higher than they'll ever be.
Your not another statistic
you'll make it
just breathe....

Every day is like another challenge
Another chance to survive
We boast and gloat
Off the little we know
You discover more when you are open
With no expectations of what’s to be
Until you develop your own morals
You unfurl your tainted schemes
Ruin your reputation
There is no much you’ve failed to seek
Oh darling
Your intentions pure
Not pure enough to save the tainted ground in which you step
I can tell you’re upset
About the outcomes of the dreams
May you weep in sorrow?
Even though tomorrow
Holds another key
To another door
To another world of opportunity
If only you’re crusted eyes could see
The potential of passion
Within the being
Let your veins bleed out the poison
Your induced drug like reality
Binging on sweet alcohol and smoking down your regrets
But are they regrets? Or disappointments of who you are
We see those nights reflect in the mirror
The grim look upon your young face
The crinkle marks faded where your smile used to be
Running from fears and broken hearts
Sitting in the rain
Cold, worn and rejected
When even turned up in the dirt
They still pick for more
I’m fearful to die alone
To fade unnoticed
To have loved is to have felt great pain
To have lived is to have gained and lost
When the day is old and you lay to rest your head
Don’t be troubled by your past
Or fear the unknown
For one day we will stumble upon
The greatest gift
Unconditional love and affection

When I look at you
I see how far you've come
and the person I have become.
I see the paths we've chose,
and the mistakes we've made.
Felt the broken heart,
the hopeless love
the lines of laughter upon our brow...
from the nights laying sleepless
from a case of missing you.
Or the laughter that filled the room...
I seen the moments of weakness
and the moments of strength
where you held me high at my lowest
and I loved  you unconditionally at your worst.
Gave faith in your dreams
and prayed that love may fill you.

When I look at you
I see a day in November
when everything changed.
The day I found what was missing...
A man who loves unconditionally
and kisses me on my cheek
and holds my cold body gently to  sleep.
Tucks the blankets under my chin
as my hand rest upon his chest.
I get lost in the rhythm
of his  beautiful heart beat.
It was a moment of pure joy
to hear what makes him tick.
To feel his emotions
too hold him vulnerable...
beautiful... asleep.
Good night babe...
When I look at you
I remember the day I felt again
It is strange how the smallest things can effect us in the most profound way,
how you could learn to love relentlessly without fear.
For even if it all came to end,
the sweet bitter fate of it all would make every kiss sweeter.
I  love  *you

have you ever sat on the edge of town
where light pollution meets the mikly way
where the waters edge meets shadows with the valleys below
silver lining on the tips of the tide
what is there to fear
where is there to hide
when your fate is set forth with the sun rise
have you ever danced under the light of the moon
with flakes of snow on your brow
he spins you light
whispers I love you
like it is some secret
but it is no secret
the whole world can see it