Roses are red; roses rose from the dead.
Taking all my energy to fight this feeling and get up out of bed. What do I do when I have all these unanswered questions, questioning words not said.
Blessed to the point of kneeling, over thoughts that bled. Crushed up girls, bewilderment, outrageous point unfurled.
Poetic essence between straight lines in a world that twirls. It’s a cold world, but the dust with enough pressure and friction can turn to a pearl. A heart that still beating, the need to breathe, the dream I keep on chasing. Now I’m pacing, completely spacing out.
Bittersweet memories are all I’m tasting now..

In the end.. we’re all alone.
Drunk off the belief that love and only love can heal us. A peace of mind is something that can’t be bought. Tell me what it takes for a person to learn the meaning of life.
Cause life’s..
But a breeze in the grass,
Life’s a single breath taken away far too soon.
Life’s but a raindrop ending as it hits the ground.
I’ve learned to appreciate what I have and what I have yet to gain. I’ve forgiven and forgot, as hard as it is. Loved and hurt, with all my heart.
I’ve found you can’t hide from the pain life brings, only numb it temporarily as it will come back twice as hard like a wave.
Untill you face it.
Life’s but a grain of sand in an hourglass, gone before we know.

End my sorrow, burn my pride.
Extinguish my ego, bury me alive

I'll ride the waves to my demise, floating downstream riding with the tides.

Withering leaves crunch underfoot,
The sound resonating through the woods

Let the fire cleanse my soul, the elements of life burning away all sense of fragility.

Whispers, whispers.. "l'appel dù vide"

My mind is everywhere
Sleep is my medicine
Laughing at nothing
For the sake of life

My mind is nowhere
Sleep is my poison
Laughing at everything
For the sake of death.

Envious creatures staring up to the sky in wonder and amazement.
To the destruction of their home
Falling, falling from the heavens.
To the unknown.

Let me be the breath from your lungs
So I can take your breath away

Let me be the antagonist in your fable
So I can show you pain

Let me be the hand that caresses your hair
So I can show you love

Let me be the embers in your smouldering flames
So I can keep you warm

You are the whiskey in my glass, the cigarette in my mouth;
The winter blues in my heart
And the hurt in my soul.

Let me be...

A cold cup of coffee on a sunday afternoon,
all I crave is a little bit of heaven.
I can feel the whiskey in my soul,
still reeling from the night before.
I fear that if I lose my balance,
my will may not have the strength to get up once more.

Staring out the window, waiting for another day to pass me by, couldn't help by sigh with relief as I caught a glimpse of the sunset on the west.
Knowing it was about to be nightfall, I knew it was another night to lie awake and ponder of what has, and has yet to come. Or just simply be
I can hear the birds chirping though I haven't had a minutes rest. Nevertheless, I get up to make my coffee to watch the sun rise breathing in the light aroma of the dark roasted brew.
Gathering my thoughts on what's to come, I realize how beautiful the morning dew looks on the grass. Gleaming as if they were the stars on a clear night.
I started to feel a change in the air as if the boulder on my shoulder was suddenly lifted. The world didn't seem so bleak and miserable.
Hail to thee, my soul felt rejuvenated as I realize how lost I was in my own conciousness. Drowning in self pity, my mindset was the key to my heart shaped box. The hole in my chest was filled

That was the day my heart came home,
Until the next journey...