Thus
you fall into that other place where you're standing still and you can't keep pace,
it's the up and down and the come and go when you can't keep track of the status quo and the devil's riding on your back with the crack pipe calling,'attack,attack'
But I'm blowing bubbles made from soap with the year ahead promising more than hope and I'm moving on.

This year,
almost gone now and all we'll have is the rosy glow of what we did and did not know and even that will go in time,
and time's the whinger,the creeping ninja bringing happiness and woe and I don't know when this time's through,
where I'll end up,
but so wish I knew.

Pints,
I've sunk a few, drunk some more,don't know what for,there's nothing alcohol can say that I don't understand and anyway
the beer house is a poorhouse full of dregs, barrels,kegs and something begs me not to go to drown in what?
again I do not know.

Love,
Fortunes played for,win the big score,I am satisfied.

Work,
had to do it and I knew it,almost blew it but did not.

Friends,
Life ends and I've lost some good ones,won some new ones and so it goes.

I see horizons,
more than that,I see the world is not so flat or black and white as once I might and did suspect.
I think it as near to being something more than what's worth seeing and I intend to see the lot,
I've got hope and that's no joke.

This feeling
I've felt before
It has returned for a brief moment in time
to torment me further.
Leave my head - my heart
flutters with every word, every sound, every letter
from my memory.
Every song in my head on replay in your eyes
Let's press rewind and go back to where limitless was a lifestyle
When sunsets melted into sunrises and
For lack of sleep we laughed till we cried.
When I remember us at our best.

To whom it may concern.
Through memory and thought
I have seen it all.
About those already gone
And those yet to come
I am concerned.

I have seen a tree in autumn high
Far and further still its shade did fall.
Blessed from above and chained to the ground
As day by day there was less from a day.
Thus I have seen how earth slowly bled
Teardrops of yellow, through orange, to red
Discarding the many, sparing but few.  

So I have seen a rose that dropped its petals
Upon the bed of someone's tomorrow.  
Stained from desire of promises clashing
Half empty the sheets come morning remained.
Thus I have seen bitter sweetness and sorrow
When moments and faces were borrowed at will
Piled for later, traded for thrill.

I have heard the songs brought up by joy
Carried forth by comfort and faith, elated with hope.
So I have heard the laments and prayers at night  
Nurtured tirelessly by fear and by sin, bred in despair.
Dread be my comfort and I shall fear no more!
Fear consume my faith and I am not a sinner!
Sin dry out my hope and I shall hail you forevermore!
Forevermore and ‘till the end of time
Take me at least to the edge of this very night
To the brink of the day and back nevermore!

Yet, I know of a seed that bit through the frost
When prospect of morning yielded to chance.
Born to commence though bound to the End
Bathing in blessing of fire ignited by rain.
Thus I know of a smile that sprang out of hope
Eyes that craved for the shivering light
And a heart that beat over cries in the night!

Through memory and thought
I have seen it all.
Counting the days as I pass them by
By the grace of the wind,
By the will of the sky.
From where all the roads begin
To where at last they meet again
My memories are aching
But my thoughts are asking: ˝Why˝?

“Why do you let yourself get in such a state?”

All we do is get ourselves in a state,
A state of this,
a state of that,
until we can no longer stand it anymore and change to an opposite state
to seek comfort from its failure,
Until infinity.

My words may be distasteful
least they are true
My words may be distasteful
But your actions disgust me
You and your cigarette breath
Your lies
Your actions and words are one in the same