Standing where others would fall.
A life existing not living.
Left to late .
Hidden to long.
Now waking for the first time,
to look inside itself.
Finding broken can be fixed.
And that change can be the strength to improve .
If given a chance.

Lost in madness of an old mans ramblings.
As he unravels the time that once was his life of younger days .
Lost is he looking back ,
wanting to hold life firmly  with younger hands.
Not wanting to look forward with hands of old .
With life slowly slipping through the firm grasp that once was.
So take some time to listen.

Leave me one last look.
With a smile to light this life even if one last time.
Leave me with the rose I once gave.
Now just a reminder.
So leave me this morning.
Until tonight.

Music dulls the pain of a loney heart.
Longing through time standing yet without wanting to alone.
Filling space music giving meaning .
Whilst taking silence from  the air.
And distracting  a lonely mind  from itself.
Giving something to relate to.
Music is always there.

In the mist of trying to find some meaning .
Of the who or why I am?
As I ponder over how it is I came to be.
I also come to wonder about other things.
L
I
k
e
How did other things get their names.
Is a dog really a dog?
Who was really to say?
And
how did
we
get to where we are from nothing?
Where did we come from?
And where do we go?
And lost in the mist  of all of this .
I'm surely not the only one.

Dear death
I know we don't know each other yet.
Although some day when my life leaves  me.
I know you'll be a new friend to me.
And although you're not one thought of much.
I
Sometimes  wonder what lies ahead ?
After someone is found at your door.
What really goes on once you open your door?
Then
as you close it  behind someone who used to live on the other side
of it.
What is the secret that you hold?
The one we lie our lifes down for.
And yet as I think of this my friend to be .
Let me just say I'm not in a hurry to find out.
It's just that I had wrote to life and thought of you for
a
moment
as well.

Dear life
As I look from the outside.
Observing just for one moment.
As I  sometimes look for ways to escape the so called norm.
As you take me and change me one day after another.
With this friend you call time.
And as I write this letter unsigned.
I
wonder
Where you've gone so far?
And
where it is you are yet to take me?
For
what adventures are yet to unfold ?
And
yet do you ever stop to look at me ageing along the way?
And what will happen when I'm gone?
Will you remember me?
So I write to you life just to say,better get the best out of me.
Cause I'll be taking everything I can from you.