So much, so many.

I look around. I see so much history.
So much time. So many years past.
That’s my family.
So many experiences. So many places been.
For some it’s all winding down.
You can tell by the wrinkles on their faces.
For others its just beginning.
For me, well that’s still unknown.
So many stories to tell. So many songs sung.
Maybe too many.
But as chaotic as it might look it is all good.
They’re all good.
So tap your feet grandpa. Drink your beer dad.
Play the guitar and dance the night away.
The one thing about all these years of life and living is the clock on my grandmother’s wall.
The same clock that has hung there for years and years ticks away.

Wet/Dry

Breathe. It's beautiful as it falls.
As we stand here, the rain covers us like a blanket full of life.
Every tingle from every drop a reminder of how alive we are.
It's so soft as it falls.
Let it pour. We're soaked.
"My favorite's when it hits the water," she says.
Let's get back in the car.
"But it's so pretty, don't leave. It's like it washes us away. The lies. The trouble. We get washed clean. We get exposed. When you're this wet you can see right inside of me. I can't run or hide. Niether can you. I see your fears. Your wants. I see your needs. More than in just your eyes. Look."
As the sun comes out, it feels like dawn all over again.
The water stops. It's pretty.
It smells clean. New.
You can see for miles. The fog moves. The clouds race.
It's beautiful isn't it?
"It is," she says.

Missing out?

Do you really need to know what's going on?
Do you really feel that you're missing out when you're not there?
It seems you stress on having fun. Shouldn't it come natural?
God forbid your name be off the list! God forbid your name be off the list!
Slow down. Don't get too far ahead of yourself.
You can't let anything dramatic or bad happen now. That would just ruin the whole day!
Well, you're right. How could I forget?
The fun is up to their standard and not yours.
Well, hurry.
You might miss your bus. It's headed nowhere.
I hear it's fun there though. You'll have a blast.
Because, well you know, it just might not be there tomorrow.
And what would you do? You wouldn't live.
I promise you. I'm not lying when I tell you there's more to life.
But I get it. You have to catch up.
Well, hurry, there's so much to do and such little time.
Let it go beautiful, a face like yours is too pretty to throw to the wolves.
Better yet, a face like yours is too pretty to throw away to the many ugly that stand in our way.
It's okay. Take it all in. You only live once.
You surely can't look back in life and think, "Wow. I missed out on so much."

The next train at 3:00

Love, I apologize for what I have done.
It seems as if I am just a passenger ready to board the next train,
and when stuck at the station, I am lost.
When I am not in motion, I run for my life.
Only so I don't stop moving. Stopping is the worst thing I can do.
Because you see baby, I did something bad.
And if I stop now they'll catch me.
You're the only hideout I have in this world.
But the doors are closed. The windows, shut.
So, where do I go? I'll keep on running.
I won't stop until they catch me or until you do.
I'll hop on every train, every car, every ride away from them.
And maybe if you don't open that door,
I'll find another one to walk right into.

Tune to lights.

Wait there. Stop.
Now come closer.
Now stop.
Take it all in.
It all rushes back.
It's quick, but don't think.
Just do what's right. Stop.
There's no time to think.
Now come closer.
Look at me. Look at me.
What do you see?
Is it the early morning shadow of the tree?
The tree moist with the night's touch. Taste it. Breathe it.
Come closer. Touch me. I'm here.
Feel that? This is what it should always feel like.
Nothing less, love.
Now turn around. Look.
Walk towards it.
Don't be scared. When you stop, I'll be right behind you.

132/160

Do I take you by surprise?
Is this overwhelming?
Or do you expect this?
Do I make you feel a certain way?
Baby? It's not bad is it?
After all, you're the reason.
You bring out the best in a person who hasn't seen anything but his worst.
You make me see the way I should see.
And I know I do that to you too.
So forgive me for being cliche.
Breathe. You're beautiful.
Sweetie, we're beautiful.
And that's okay I promise.
Just let yourself feel.
Feel everything around you.
Don't be afraid. Trust me.
And if you don't you will.
Cry.Laugh.Sing.Smile.
This is how life should be.
Isn't it?

Stars Awake.

I’ve never seen the moon at high noon.
Baby, stay up with me. Let’s kill this night.

They say patience is a virtue.

Patience is the virtue I don't have.
Trust is now what I want to hold tight.
You leave me no choice.
Because baby I see the ugly. I see the foul.
Show me the reason to love. Show me the reason to feel.
I've seem to forgotten how to keep my innocence in our world,
full of hurt.

Boy

Behind it all,
the boyish smile and smirk.
Behind the boyish eyes and look and lies,
is a man full of boyish mistakes.
Unlike the boy, I learn now.
I drove. I drove the short mile to your house.
I drove the short miles to escape.
To get away. To feel the good in life.
But one day the boy made a mistake.
He traded it all in for something new, pretty and shiny.
For a drive in a different direction. A drive to somewhere stuck in its place.

Baby, believe me I was scared.
It kept my heart from breaking.
It held as long as it could but now it’s finally broken.
And it’s not because of her. It’s because of you.
You had me more in a minute than she had me in a year.

The impact of the hit.

The sun rises behind me,
just enough to make out your words.
Because I must read lips,
as I cannot hear you.
But my eyes are too heavy to see.
I've been up all night.
Yell! Yell! You are too far away.
I couldn't tell you yesterday
that I would be standing here today.
Standing like this.
Man, I didn't see it. I'm lost.
As you walk away to find yourself,
I become stranded, while I find the truth in life.
But what I find is the evil and I hope it's a lie.
I look for the good and I must imply,
There's something dangerous lurking tonight.
Irony.
Tonight! Tonight! The most beautiful night.
Is there anyone out there? Does anyone see what I see?
Show me your face. Take off the disguise.
Touch me with love. Don't touch me with lies.

Foggy Night Gloomy

It’s foggy outside.
Misty. You can feel it.
It’s beautiful. I hope it rains.
I hope it pours.
There is such a still calm.
Like a boat docked at bay
Or like sleeping with your love.
It feels as if the world can stop and breathe.
Wouldn’t that be nice?
We need more days like this.
They sure don’t come around often.
Hey, sweetie. Come to bed.
I’m kind of cold,
And I want to tell you something.

And just look at the water...

I want to swim. I want to swim.
I wanna feel the water.
I want to splash. I want to splash.
I wanna feel it on me.
I want to feel real.
Don't you wanna feel real?
Let me know I'm still alive.
Come here. Kiss me.
That's real. Did you feel it?
It's blue. Everywhere.
It's beautiful.
I can't see far. It's too dark.
But I see you. Right in front of me.
As you swim. As you swim.
Where do you want to go?
I'll take you there.
I wanna show you all the things they never showed me.
Taste the water. It tastes so alive.
Taste these words. It's tempting.
It is worth a try. Come here.
Taste this kiss. Now, follow me.
I'll swim slow.

Dream

And as we dream,
we dream of our past and all that we let go.
And we dream of what's to come
and all the fortune we want to have.
Well, my love, I dream about you,
but no longer can I.
I must move on to what's at hand.
The future is bright.
As bright as fireworks on a summer day.
As bright as the smile you gave me when we first set eyes on each other.
That's what I want to dream about.
And I think I will.
As we do what we like.
And that's what makes us beautiful.
Come dream my life away.
I've been waiting for you.

Sleep

Sleep, baby, sleep.
It’s been a long day,
and I can see it in your eyes.
I know what it’s like.
And when you sleep it all goes away.
You’re neither hungry nor full.
You’re neither bored nor sad.
Yet it doesn’t matter,
because now it’s all you.
Alone, you are, to sleep for hours, days.
And when you wake you will go back and wish to sleep,
but will be forced to face the challenge.
Beautiful baby, I hope it gets better. I do.

Tomorrow?

I’m tired 
And it’s late.
Alone, I lie, at the hands of fate.
Because ultimately that’s all that matters.
For what I do is only a piece,
merely a poke at what life has in store for me.
So life, I ask you, what do you have in store for me?
Or is that not for me to know?
Well, life would be boring that way.
And I must say, I’ve been to the bottom of the barrel,
And, baby, it’s not pretty.
I’d never want to take you there.
I’ve seen some dark days 
and made some dark days.
So, tell me love, are you here to fix me?
Are you here to sew me all up?
Because what happened yesterday 
and what happens tomorrow is out of reach.
So, help me today. 
For today is what counts. 
But will you show up?
Baby, I ask you! Will you show up?
Because my heart breathe’s heavy. 
but it’s not for the taking.
So, If I give it to you, 
will you be what’s in store for me,
Tomorrow?

Oh, love.

I want to know of this new found peace.
Is it real or is it faux?
How far does it lie? Deep.
Can I touch it? Will it disappear?
In times that feel as if this peace is only a piece of what it can be,
I must search deeper. Deeper inside of me.
But as you dig you find tunnels. And holes and caves.
How far down do I want to go?
I could search for days. Weeks and Months.
How far would anyone want to go?
Because at the bottom lies truth.
And truth brings pain.
But there is no peace without truth.
And there is no peace without pain.
So away I go.
And I will dig until my hands bleed.
Until I find my peace, locked away inside of me.
I feel it already. Already I feel free.

Life is beautiful. You just have to let it show you.

Life is so funny sometimes. You look back and see this explosion. More like an implosion. Just all the bad out of something pure. You see it light up the sky. You get sad about it. Mad about it. Then after the smoke clears you see what was still there. You remember moments caught in time. Where soul met body. Your first everything. Dark, in an imprisoned room. Alone and gone from the rest of them. Like when everything else is just pointless to what you feel at that one moment. The world truly stops for the very few people there. You get so caught up in the moment. You do everything right. And how right everything you did was is how wrong everything else you ended up doing was. They always say there's nothing like your childhood. No worries. No responsibilities. It's truly beautiful. But children make childish mistakes. And you see them. And you wonder why and how it all happened. You say how stupid you acted. How dumb everything was. You have it there right in front of you and you still manage to upset the situation. But that's why we're not children anymore. We learn from it. We grow up. So that next time you see that, feel that, want that, have that... you, we, will know what to do without hesitation. Be the child and be free...but be the adult and keep it forever. 

Communicate.Speak.Think.Feel.Beauty.Love