I can hear your voices falling
Up the stairs
Like shadows from the living room
A song stuck in my head
That I can only hum.

When I’m older I’ll remember
Feeling warm and hearing
The music of your laughter
Muffled by the door
And I won’t know the details
But the stories, I’ll remember.

The person you hate
You love them but dislike all their ways
The person you hate
You need distance, but feels boxed up, contained
The person you hate
“Exposes you” and makes you feel all ashamed
The person you hate
Your trying your best to keep from going insane
The person you hate
Everyone’s telling you, you have all their traits
The person you hate
Surrender to Jesus, get on your knees and pray
The person you hate  
I know you’re in a storm now, just wait for better days.

Memories hiding in the back of my mind

Feeling at ease whenever you're by my side

In the shadows, our past seems to hide

Our realities are mixing, and our fates collide

i write to describe
the tales of my existence

but not even
an entire language
can put into one’s heart
the essence of experience

for my words
will form their meaning
within the mind of the other
my words are clay between
the readers hands
my writing is the blank page

Like the last spark from dying embers
Leaving her bed of ashes
Floating up into the dark sky
A droplet of fire
Carried by the currents of wind
Into her next blazing beginning

and maybe love is much simpler than we make it out to be.
maybe it’s not found in the doing, in the pursuing, in the trying.
instead,
maybe love is found in the resting place that is presence.
maybe love is found in the silence that is a listening ear.
maybe love is found in the stillness that is humble acceptance.
maybe love is just..
as you are.

May a warm summer wind soon blow your way,
Wishing you good, luck fortune, and good day,
You now a part of the kingdom of heaven,
What a wonderful place to go and live in.

For there will be all your wildest dreams,
Nothing you thought you would ever believe.
And now that you will finally receive,
The Wonderful Kingdom of Heaven.

I am the forest;
I am the trees;
I am the soft
and gentle breeze.

I am a rock;
I am the bugs;
I am the hawk,
The swan, the slug.