1. WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THE FRIEND GM NEEDS A FRIEND GM?
2. CHANGE IS INSTANT, WHAT TAKES SO LONG IS THE COURAGE TO FACE YOUR FEARS
3. "YOU KNOW I DREAMED ABOUT YOU FOR 29 YEARS BEFORE I SAW YOUR FACE"—THE NATIONAL, SLOW SHOW
4. LOVE IS EASIER MADE THAN KEPT
5. LOVE IS ONLY CAPSIZED BY FEAR
6. I LOVE MY MORPHSUIT
7. I HATE BIG BEDS
8. I WONDER IF I WILL GET MY HEALTH INSURANCE BACK?
9. WHY IS MY LIFE ALWAYS A STRUGGLE?
10. HOW DO WE AS HUMANS CONSCIOUSLY MAKE THE WRONG CHOICES WHEN WE ADMIT THAT WE KNOW WHAT THE RIGHT CHOICE IS?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cJVhZKhZEiI
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
I HAVE BEEN DOING A LOT OF THINKING ABOUT LIFE AND LOVE A TON LATELY. I FEEL THE PRESSURE AND THE DESIRE TO BE MORE THAN I AM AT THIS POINT IN MY LIFE. I HAVE LIVED LIFE AND HAVE SEEN MORE THINGS THAN MOST PEOPLE WILL OR SHOULD IN THEIR LIFE TIME BUT IM JUST NOT SATISFIED WITH HOW MY LIFE HAS TURNED OUT. SOME MAY SAY THAT I HAVE THIS AWESOME LIFE WHERE I DONT HAVE TO GO TO WORK EVERYDAY AND I CAN JUST DO WHATEVER I WANT TO ALL DAY LONG. WELL THAT IS SOME WHAT TRUE BUT THE FLIP SIDE OF THAT IS, I HAVE A HEART CONDITION. TO BE HONEST I WOULD GO TO WORK IN A HEART BEAT IF I COULD.
A LITTLE OVER A YEAR AGO I DIED, YES I DIED FOR ABOUT 30 SECONDS I WAS DEAD AND EVER SINCE THAT MOMENT I HAVE SEEN EVERYTHING IN A DIFFERENT LIGHT. I VALUE TIME MORE NOW THAN EVER. A DAY FEELS LIKE TEN AND A WEEK FEELS LIKE A YEAR. I FEEL LIKE I AM LUCKY IN THE RESPECT THAT I HAVE A SECOND CHANCE TO DO THINGS RIGHT, AND THAT IS WHAT I AM GOING TO DO.
I HAVE ALSO BEEN THINKING ABOUT THESE THREE STATEMENTS.
1. FOR BETTER OR FOR WORSE
2. FOR RICHER AND FOR POORER
3. IN SICKNESS AND IN HEALTH
I HAVE BEEN THINKING... DO PEOPLE REALLY REALIZE WHAT THEY ARE SAYING WHEN THEY SAY IT? CONSISTENCY? COMMITMENT? SELFLESSNESS INSTEAD OF SELFISHNESS?.... WHAT A CONCEPT, RIGHT?
I WONDER IF WE WILL EVER GET THIS RIGHT?
A LITTLE OVER A YEAR AGO I DIED, YES I DIED FOR ABOUT 30 SECONDS I WAS DEAD AND EVER SINCE THAT MOMENT I HAVE SEEN EVERYTHING IN A DIFFERENT LIGHT. I VALUE TIME MORE NOW THAN EVER. A DAY FEELS LIKE TEN AND A WEEK FEELS LIKE A YEAR. I FEEL LIKE I AM LUCKY IN THE RESPECT THAT I HAVE A SECOND CHANCE TO DO THINGS RIGHT, AND THAT IS WHAT I AM GOING TO DO.
I HAVE ALSO BEEN THINKING ABOUT THESE THREE STATEMENTS.
1. FOR BETTER OR FOR WORSE
2. FOR RICHER AND FOR POORER
3. IN SICKNESS AND IN HEALTH
I HAVE BEEN THINKING... DO PEOPLE REALLY REALIZE WHAT THEY ARE SAYING WHEN THEY SAY IT? CONSISTENCY? COMMITMENT? SELFLESSNESS INSTEAD OF SELFISHNESS?.... WHAT A CONCEPT, RIGHT?
I WONDER IF WE WILL EVER GET THIS RIGHT?
Friday, October 1, 2010
VIA DOLOROSA
I AM LEARNING THAT I SHOULD NOT CARE SO MUCH. I AM LEARNING THAT WHEN I DO I ONLY GET HURT. I AM LEARNING THAT THIS IS MY DESTINY. I AM LEARNING NO EFFORT THAT I PUT FORTH WILL EVER BE ENOUGH. I AM LEARNING THAT LOVE REALLY IS A CHOICE. I AM LEARNING THAT GREATNESS IS ONLY DEFINED BY THOSE AROUND YOU. I AM LEARNING THAT THE TATTOO ON MY LEFT FOOT REALLY IS TRUE.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Saturday, September 11, 2010
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
mumford and sons
this is a song called "white blank page" this song really speaks to me
CAN YOU LIE NEXT TO HER
AND GIVE HER YOUR HEART
YOU HEART, AS WELL AS YOUR BODY
AND CAN YOU LIE NEXT TO HER
AND CONFESS YOUR LOVE
YOUR LOVE, AS WELL AS YOUR FOLLY
AND CAN YOU KNEEL BEFORE THE KING
AND SAY IM CLEAN, IM CLEAN
BUT TELL ME NOW, WHERE WAS MY FAULT
IN LOVING YOU WITH MY WHOLE HEART
A WHITE BLANK PAGE AND A SWELLING RAGE
YOU DID NOT THINK WHEN YOU SENT ME TO THE BRINK
YOU DESIRED MY ATTENTION BUT DENIED MY AFFECTIONS
LEAD ME TO THE TRUTH AND I
WILL FOLLOW YOU WITH MY WHOLE LIFE
CAN YOU LIE NEXT TO HER
AND GIVE HER YOUR HEART
YOU HEART, AS WELL AS YOUR BODY
AND CAN YOU LIE NEXT TO HER
AND CONFESS YOUR LOVE
YOUR LOVE, AS WELL AS YOUR FOLLY
AND CAN YOU KNEEL BEFORE THE KING
AND SAY IM CLEAN, IM CLEAN
BUT TELL ME NOW, WHERE WAS MY FAULT
IN LOVING YOU WITH MY WHOLE HEART
A WHITE BLANK PAGE AND A SWELLING RAGE
YOU DID NOT THINK WHEN YOU SENT ME TO THE BRINK
YOU DESIRED MY ATTENTION BUT DENIED MY AFFECTIONS
LEAD ME TO THE TRUTH AND I
WILL FOLLOW YOU WITH MY WHOLE LIFE
Monday, August 9, 2010
LAST NIGHT I SAT DOWN WITH MY GUITAR SOME PAPER AND A PEN I DECIDED TO TRY AND FIGURE OUT MY LIFE. I SAT AT MY DESK FOR ALL OF ABOUT 10 SECONDS WHEN I REALIZED THAT................. THEIR IS NOTHING TO FIGURE OUT. I ALREADY KNOW WHAT I HAVE TO DO, WHERE I HAVE TO GO AND HOW I HAVE TO GET THERE. THEN I REALIZED THE REAL QUESTION OF THE EVENING.....................
WHO IS COMING WITH ME?
WHO IS COMING WITH ME?
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Thursday, August 5, 2010
WHAT IF THE WHOLE TIME WE WERE LOOKING FOR A EPIC SIGN, SOMETHING GRAND, A PERFECTLY ALIGNED SERIES OF EVENTS WE MISSED THE GRAND SCHEME OF A MILLION SMALL EVENTS THAT CREATED THIS EPIC JOURNEY....... SOMETIMES WE JUST NEED TO OPEN OUR EYES, FOLLOW OUR HEART AND REALIZE THAT........... ITS RIGHT UNDER OUR NOSE
Monday, August 2, 2010
HOPE
SOMETIMES IN LIFE WE HAVE TO JUMP HEAD FIRST AND PRAY THAT WE LAND IN WATER. SOMETIMES THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENS AND OTHER TIMES WE LAND HEAD FIRST INTO A PILE OF QUICK SAND. I AM IN THE QUICK SAND.
THE HARDER I FIGHT AND THE HARDER I STRUGGLE THE DEEPER I SINK. ITS LIKE IN A DREAM WHEN YOUR FALLING AND THEN YOU WAKE UP... PANIC IS IN THE AIR AND BREATHING BECOMES A THOUGHT INDUCED THING. ITS LIKE LIFE TAKES ITS TOLL AND 65 YEARS LATER YOUR IN A DAZE AND ARE WONDERING WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO THE TIME. I'M TIRED OF THE STRUGGLE, THE QUICK SAND AND THE FEAR OF FALLING. I'M TIRED OF THE UNKNOWN. I'M TIRED OF WONDERING WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT.......... BUT I'M HOPEFUL AND I WILL SAY IT AGAIN I AM HOPEFUL THAT DREAMS DO COME TRUE!
THE HARDER I FIGHT AND THE HARDER I STRUGGLE THE DEEPER I SINK. ITS LIKE IN A DREAM WHEN YOUR FALLING AND THEN YOU WAKE UP... PANIC IS IN THE AIR AND BREATHING BECOMES A THOUGHT INDUCED THING. ITS LIKE LIFE TAKES ITS TOLL AND 65 YEARS LATER YOUR IN A DAZE AND ARE WONDERING WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO THE TIME. I'M TIRED OF THE STRUGGLE, THE QUICK SAND AND THE FEAR OF FALLING. I'M TIRED OF THE UNKNOWN. I'M TIRED OF WONDERING WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT.......... BUT I'M HOPEFUL AND I WILL SAY IT AGAIN I AM HOPEFUL THAT DREAMS DO COME TRUE!
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
LOVE IS ONLY CAPSIZED BY FEAR
WOW I HONESTLY DONT KNOW WHERE TO BEGIN WITH THIS. I HAVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS IDEA, THIS CONCEPT FOR SOME TIME.
FEAR. WHAT IS FEAR? IS IT THE UNKNOWN? IS IT THE IDEA OF BEING OUT OF CONTROL OF THE SITUATION?
WHEN I THINK OF RELATIONSHIPS AND LOVE I THINK OF TWO THINGS. WINNING AND LOSING. I FEEL LIKE WHEN YOU BREAK IT DOWN YOU ARE ONLY DOING ONE OR THE OTHER. YOU CAN EITHER WIN AT LOVE OR LOSE AT LOVE. I DONT BELIEVE THEIR IS A MIDDLE GROUND.
WHEN I THINK OF ALL THE IDEAS AND STORIES ABOUT HOW RELATIONSHIPS END, AND AFTER I PROCESS THEM IT ALL COMES DOWN TO ONE POINT. ONE LONE IDEA THAT ENDS IT ALL.... FEAR.
WHEN YOU STRIP DOWN ALL YOUR PROBLEMS COMPLETELY TO THE ROOT. WHEN THIER IS NOTHING LEFT. ALL WE HAVE IS FEAR.
SO TODAY I WILL GO AS FAR AS TO SAY THE LOVE IS THE OPPOSITE AS FEAR. NOTHING ELSE CAN BREAK IT DOWN, NOTHING ELSE CAN STAND IN THE WAY OF LOVE.
LOVE IS ONLY CAPSIZED BY FEAR.
FEAR. WHAT IS FEAR? IS IT THE UNKNOWN? IS IT THE IDEA OF BEING OUT OF CONTROL OF THE SITUATION?
WHEN I THINK OF RELATIONSHIPS AND LOVE I THINK OF TWO THINGS. WINNING AND LOSING. I FEEL LIKE WHEN YOU BREAK IT DOWN YOU ARE ONLY DOING ONE OR THE OTHER. YOU CAN EITHER WIN AT LOVE OR LOSE AT LOVE. I DONT BELIEVE THEIR IS A MIDDLE GROUND.
WHEN I THINK OF ALL THE IDEAS AND STORIES ABOUT HOW RELATIONSHIPS END, AND AFTER I PROCESS THEM IT ALL COMES DOWN TO ONE POINT. ONE LONE IDEA THAT ENDS IT ALL.... FEAR.
WHEN YOU STRIP DOWN ALL YOUR PROBLEMS COMPLETELY TO THE ROOT. WHEN THIER IS NOTHING LEFT. ALL WE HAVE IS FEAR.
SO TODAY I WILL GO AS FAR AS TO SAY THE LOVE IS THE OPPOSITE AS FEAR. NOTHING ELSE CAN BREAK IT DOWN, NOTHING ELSE CAN STAND IN THE WAY OF LOVE.
LOVE IS ONLY CAPSIZED BY FEAR.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
I thought of you today just as the sun broke the horizon.
The first beam of light brushed my eye lids and with every blink I had thoughts of you.
As the sun rose I felt your heart beat upon my chest like a pounding drum in the middle of the greatest concert ever played.
It was warm and the sensation brought tears to my eyes.
Your face was glorious and as I winced to get one last glance, Your beauty……… it blinded me.
The first beam of light brushed my eye lids and with every blink I had thoughts of you.
As the sun rose I felt your heart beat upon my chest like a pounding drum in the middle of the greatest concert ever played.
It was warm and the sensation brought tears to my eyes.
Your face was glorious and as I winced to get one last glance, Your beauty……… it blinded me.
Monday, July 5, 2010
Monday, June 7, 2010
I SEE STRENGTH IN MY ACTIONS
I SEE YOUR EYES,
WHEN THEY MEET MINE THE SENSATION IS ONE THAT NO WORDS CAN DESCRIBE.
AS YOU WALK INTO THE ROOM MY PALMS GET SWEATY, ITS LIKE AN HOUR GLASS IN WHICH THE SAND CANNOT ESCAPE.
YOUR EYES ARE THE WINDOW TO MY SOUL AND I CAN SEE MY FUTURE.
IT TRAVELS BACK AND FORTH FROM YOUR EYES TO YOUR HEART BACK TO YOUR EYES AGAIN.
YOUR PRESENCE FILLS MY BEING LIKE A RAY OF LIGHT IN THE DARKEST ROOM, IT IS UNFORGETTABLE
I CAN FEEL YOU WHEN YOUR NOT IN THE ROOM.
ITS LIKE A PIECE OF YOU IS ALWAYS WITH ME.
THE SIGHT OF YOU SCREAMS MY NAME WITH THE MOST DEAFENING OF SOUNDS.
I CANT HELP BUT LOVE IT BECAUSE THE SOUND SCREAMS YOUR NAME
I SEE YOUR EYES,
WHEN THEY MEET MINE THE SENSATION IS ONE THAT NO WORDS CAN DESCRIBE.
AS YOU WALK INTO THE ROOM MY PALMS GET SWEATY, ITS LIKE AN HOUR GLASS IN WHICH THE SAND CANNOT ESCAPE.
YOUR EYES ARE THE WINDOW TO MY SOUL AND I CAN SEE MY FUTURE.
IT TRAVELS BACK AND FORTH FROM YOUR EYES TO YOUR HEART BACK TO YOUR EYES AGAIN.
YOUR PRESENCE FILLS MY BEING LIKE A RAY OF LIGHT IN THE DARKEST ROOM, IT IS UNFORGETTABLE
I CAN FEEL YOU WHEN YOUR NOT IN THE ROOM.
ITS LIKE A PIECE OF YOU IS ALWAYS WITH ME.
THE SIGHT OF YOU SCREAMS MY NAME WITH THE MOST DEAFENING OF SOUNDS.
I CANT HELP BUT LOVE IT BECAUSE THE SOUND SCREAMS YOUR NAME
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Tonight I have found new inspiration from just one syllable off of your lips. It was like stars on a clear night dancing in great harmony.
I saw a vision.
One that screamed your name until the depths of the earth. I saw freedom from captivity in a dark and unsure place. Your words they resound like a morning breeze awaking the pastures. I saw your face and beauty blessed my eyes.
Could it be I'm falling for you before I know your name or could your legacy be the story of my life?
I saw a vision.
One that screamed your name until the depths of the earth. I saw freedom from captivity in a dark and unsure place. Your words they resound like a morning breeze awaking the pastures. I saw your face and beauty blessed my eyes.
Could it be I'm falling for you before I know your name or could your legacy be the story of my life?
I’m not much of a love poet. But if I woke up tomorrow morning and decided I really wanted to write about love, my first poem would be about you. About how I love you the same way i learned how to ride a bike. Scared… but breathless. With no training wheels or elbow pads so my scars can tell the story of how I fell for you.
I’m not much of a love poet. But if I was, I’d write about how I see your face in every cloud and your reflection in every window. You see I’ve written a million poems hoping that somehow you’d jump out of the pages and be closer to me because if you were here. Right now. I’d massage your back so your skin sings songs that your lips don’t even know the words to. Until your heartbeat sounds like my last name. And your smile, like the pacific ocean, I want to drink the sunlight from your skin.
If I was a love poet I’d write about how you have the audacity to be beautiful even on days when everything around you is ugly. I’d write about your eyelashes and how they are like violin strings that play symphonies every time you blink. If I was a love poet I’d write about how I melt in front of you like an ice sculpture every time I hear the vibration in your voice. So whenever I see your name on the caller ID, my heart plays hopscotch inside of my chest and it climbs onto my ribs like monkey bars and I feel like a child all over again.
I know this sounds strange, but every now and then, I pray to God that he turns you back into one of my ribs just so I never have to spend an entire day without you.
And I swear I’m not a love poet. But if I was, my first poem would be about you. And after all of that, she was like, “So how do you feel about me?” I said, “Let’s put it like this. I want to be your ex-boyfriend’s stunt man. I wanna do everything he never had the courage to do. Like.. trust you.”
I’m not much of a love poet. But if I was, I’d write about how I see your face in every cloud and your reflection in every window. You see I’ve written a million poems hoping that somehow you’d jump out of the pages and be closer to me because if you were here. Right now. I’d massage your back so your skin sings songs that your lips don’t even know the words to. Until your heartbeat sounds like my last name. And your smile, like the pacific ocean, I want to drink the sunlight from your skin.
If I was a love poet I’d write about how you have the audacity to be beautiful even on days when everything around you is ugly. I’d write about your eyelashes and how they are like violin strings that play symphonies every time you blink. If I was a love poet I’d write about how I melt in front of you like an ice sculpture every time I hear the vibration in your voice. So whenever I see your name on the caller ID, my heart plays hopscotch inside of my chest and it climbs onto my ribs like monkey bars and I feel like a child all over again.
I know this sounds strange, but every now and then, I pray to God that he turns you back into one of my ribs just so I never have to spend an entire day without you.
And I swear I’m not a love poet. But if I was, my first poem would be about you. And after all of that, she was like, “So how do you feel about me?” I said, “Let’s put it like this. I want to be your ex-boyfriend’s stunt man. I wanna do everything he never had the courage to do. Like.. trust you.”
Friday, May 21, 2010
I THINK IT IS FUNNY HOW LIFE'S TIMING IS COMPLETELY DIFFERENT FROM WHAT WE HAVE IN MIND.
COULD IT BE THAT TIME AND SPACE HAVE NO RELATIVITY FOR WHAT LIFE HAS IN STORE?
I FEEL LIKE WHEN I PURSUE LIFE I CAN NEVER FIND AND OR ACHIEVE WHAT I HAVE SET OUT FOR, BUT.... THE SECOND I STOP TO TAKE A BREAK, TO CATCH MY BREATH, IT APPEARS RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES AS THOUGH IT HAS BEEN THERE ALL ALONG.
COULD IT BE THAT TIME AND SPACE HAVE NO RELATIVITY FOR WHAT LIFE HAS IN STORE?
I FEEL LIKE WHEN I PURSUE LIFE I CAN NEVER FIND AND OR ACHIEVE WHAT I HAVE SET OUT FOR, BUT.... THE SECOND I STOP TO TAKE A BREAK, TO CATCH MY BREATH, IT APPEARS RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES AS THOUGH IT HAS BEEN THERE ALL ALONG.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
I LOOKED YOU IN THE EYE, YOU LOOKED ME IN THE EYE, AND THEN WE JUST WALKED AWAY.
CAN IT BE THAT WHEN I SPEAK TRUTH THE OUTCOME IS THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT I INTENDED?
CAN IT BE THAT ALL THE TALES I SPEAK OF, ARE LONELY IN NATURE?
IF TRUTH IS THE WINDOW TO THE SOUL THEN FEEL FREE TO RIP MY HEART OUT OF MY CHEST,
TONIGHT I DANCE THE WALTZ BY MYSELF . IT WAS MAGNIFICENT, IT WAS PURE, IT WAS TRUE.
CAN IT BE THAT WHEN I SPEAK TRUTH THE OUTCOME IS THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT I INTENDED?
CAN IT BE THAT ALL THE TALES I SPEAK OF, ARE LONELY IN NATURE?
IF TRUTH IS THE WINDOW TO THE SOUL THEN FEEL FREE TO RIP MY HEART OUT OF MY CHEST,
TONIGHT I DANCE THE WALTZ BY MYSELF . IT WAS MAGNIFICENT, IT WAS PURE, IT WAS TRUE.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
LATLEY I HAVE FOUND THAT I DONT HAVE MUCH TO SAY.
I HAVE BEEN SITTING AND LISTENING, LISTENING AND WATCHING AND WATCHING AND WAITING.
IM NOT REALLY SURE WHAT IM LISTENING, WATCHING, WAITING AND SITTING FOR, BUT WHAT I DO KNOW IS THAT IT IS GOING TO BE BIG.
LIFE IS FUNNY. ONE DAY WE ARE ALL HAPPY AND THE NEXT IT IS THE END OF THE WORLD. I HAVE FOUND THAT I CANT CHANGE PEOPLE WITH THE WORDS THAT COME FROM MY MOUTH. WORDS ARE JUST WORDS, NOTHING MORE AND NOTHING LESS.
I CANT MAKE THE WORLD AROUND ME LOVE ME.
I CANT MAKE THEM CHOOSE TO SPEND THE DAYS WITH ME.
SO FOR ALL OF THAT I SAY THIS.......
I CANT TELL YOU HOW TO LIVE AND LOVE BUT, IF YOU WATCH CLOSELY YOU MIGHT LEARN SOMETHING ABOUT YOUR SELF.
I HAVE BEEN SITTING AND LISTENING, LISTENING AND WATCHING AND WATCHING AND WAITING.
IM NOT REALLY SURE WHAT IM LISTENING, WATCHING, WAITING AND SITTING FOR, BUT WHAT I DO KNOW IS THAT IT IS GOING TO BE BIG.
LIFE IS FUNNY. ONE DAY WE ARE ALL HAPPY AND THE NEXT IT IS THE END OF THE WORLD. I HAVE FOUND THAT I CANT CHANGE PEOPLE WITH THE WORDS THAT COME FROM MY MOUTH. WORDS ARE JUST WORDS, NOTHING MORE AND NOTHING LESS.
I CANT MAKE THE WORLD AROUND ME LOVE ME.
I CANT MAKE THEM CHOOSE TO SPEND THE DAYS WITH ME.
SO FOR ALL OF THAT I SAY THIS.......
I CANT TELL YOU HOW TO LIVE AND LOVE BUT, IF YOU WATCH CLOSELY YOU MIGHT LEARN SOMETHING ABOUT YOUR SELF.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
TODAY I AM JUST TIRED..... IM TIRED OF THE WORLD......IM TIRED OF BEING SICK.
I FEEL ALONE, DEPRESSED, AND ANGRY.
I FEEL THE WEIGHT OF BAD DECISIONS ON MY CHEST.
REJECTION IS A HARD PILL TO SWALLOW.
I FEEL LIKE IM THE SECOND OPTION.
I CAN FEEL MYSELF RETREATING.
I FIND THAT IM DISTANCING MYSELF MORE AND MORE FROM CONVERSATION.
I LIKE THE QUIET. I LIKE THE CALM BUT I HATE TO BE ALONE.
I FEEL LIKE IM LOST IN THE NOISE BUT I CANT HEAR A SINGLE SOUND
I FEEL ALONE, DEPRESSED, AND ANGRY.
I FEEL THE WEIGHT OF BAD DECISIONS ON MY CHEST.
REJECTION IS A HARD PILL TO SWALLOW.
I FEEL LIKE IM THE SECOND OPTION.
I CAN FEEL MYSELF RETREATING.
I FIND THAT IM DISTANCING MYSELF MORE AND MORE FROM CONVERSATION.
I LIKE THE QUIET. I LIKE THE CALM BUT I HATE TO BE ALONE.
I FEEL LIKE IM LOST IN THE NOISE BUT I CANT HEAR A SINGLE SOUND
this is how i feel today..........
When I'm back from the road
and you're out on it
& I'm tired of this distance
& I believe it's over-rated.
And this phone tag game is endless
the novelty is wearing
I'm hoping time will pass
without any assistance
or convincing.
Road rules apply
there's so much action,
you're getting busy.
I'll call your cellular phone
to tell you TV night was
lonely without you
& so am I...
so am I.
It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year.
So many high points on this last leg.
I can't wait to recount them
it seems like nothing's happened
until I've shared them with you.
The note that you had called
says youre half a day away
& you are heading home
just in time for me to leave.
Road rules apply
there's so much action
I'm getting busy.
So make sure that I'm up to date
on TV night,
I hate to miss out.
I think I miss you most
on Wednesdays
& Saturdays.
It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year.
and you're out on it
& I'm tired of this distance
& I believe it's over-rated.
And this phone tag game is endless
the novelty is wearing
I'm hoping time will pass
without any assistance
or convincing.
Road rules apply
there's so much action,
you're getting busy.
I'll call your cellular phone
to tell you TV night was
lonely without you
& so am I...
so am I.
It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year.
So many high points on this last leg.
I can't wait to recount them
it seems like nothing's happened
until I've shared them with you.
The note that you had called
says youre half a day away
& you are heading home
just in time for me to leave.
Road rules apply
there's so much action
I'm getting busy.
So make sure that I'm up to date
on TV night,
I hate to miss out.
I think I miss you most
on Wednesdays
& Saturdays.
It seems our day keeps falling on a leap year.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
TOUGH QUESTIONS HAVE TOUGH ANSWERS
SOMETIMES I WONDER IF I DO THINGS BECAUSE THEY ARE "RIGHT" OR BECAUSE I REALLY BELIEVE IN THEM. I HAVE SOLD MY STORY A MILLION TIMES OVER ABOUT HOW ALL I DO IS WALK AND TALK THE TRUTH, BUT DO I REALLY? COULD IT BE THAT EVERYTHING OUT OF MY MOUTH IS A SHAM? AM I JUST TELLING YOU WHAT I THINK YO WANT TO HEAR? COULD I REALLY BE THE GREAT BETRAYER OF ALL MY FRIENDS AND AT THE SAME TIME BE THIS UNHAPPY?
ITS HARD TO THINK AND TO UNDERSTAND WHAT IT IS EXACTLY THAT WE WANT IN LIFE. THE ROAD I HAVE TRAVELED HAS BEEN DARK FOR A VERY LONG TIME. IN FACT IT HAS BEEN SO DARK THAT WHEN I SEE A GOOD THING, I TURN AND WALK THE OTHER WAY SOLEY BECAUSE I AM USED TO WALKING ALONE. I FIND IT HARD TO LET PEOPLE IN. I FIND IT HARD TO ATTEND FAMILY FUNCTIONS. I HATE DRAMA BUT YET WITH MY ACTIONS I CAUSE IT. I KNOW THAT PEOPLE LOVE ME BUT I HAVE NOT FELT LOVE IN SO LONG.
ALL OF THIS TO SAY THAT THIS WEEK I HAVE REALIZED WHAT I WANT, BUT ITS A SECRET.
ITS HARD TO THINK AND TO UNDERSTAND WHAT IT IS EXACTLY THAT WE WANT IN LIFE. THE ROAD I HAVE TRAVELED HAS BEEN DARK FOR A VERY LONG TIME. IN FACT IT HAS BEEN SO DARK THAT WHEN I SEE A GOOD THING, I TURN AND WALK THE OTHER WAY SOLEY BECAUSE I AM USED TO WALKING ALONE. I FIND IT HARD TO LET PEOPLE IN. I FIND IT HARD TO ATTEND FAMILY FUNCTIONS. I HATE DRAMA BUT YET WITH MY ACTIONS I CAUSE IT. I KNOW THAT PEOPLE LOVE ME BUT I HAVE NOT FELT LOVE IN SO LONG.
ALL OF THIS TO SAY THAT THIS WEEK I HAVE REALIZED WHAT I WANT, BUT ITS A SECRET.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
HONESTY
TODAY I'M NOT CONVINCED THAT HONESTY IS ALWAYS THE BEST POLICY
I FEEL LIKE WHEN I SPEAK WORDS OF TRUTH I AM DESTINED TO FAIL
I WONDER IF I WOULD JUST WALK AWAY IN A STRONG SILENCE THAT ALL THE WORLD WOULD FADE INTO A DARK ABYSS
SO WITH THAT SAID I WILL REVERT BACK TO WHAT I BELIEVE WHICH IS......
I KNOW NO TRUTH, I ONLY KNOW WHAT I KNOW
I FEEL LIKE WHEN I SPEAK WORDS OF TRUTH I AM DESTINED TO FAIL
I WONDER IF I WOULD JUST WALK AWAY IN A STRONG SILENCE THAT ALL THE WORLD WOULD FADE INTO A DARK ABYSS
SO WITH THAT SAID I WILL REVERT BACK TO WHAT I BELIEVE WHICH IS......
I KNOW NO TRUTH, I ONLY KNOW WHAT I KNOW
Saturday, January 23, 2010
MY HEART BEATS SLOWLY WITH HURT FROM LOSS AND SEPERATION
WITH EVERY RISE AND FALL OF MY CHEST THE PRESSURE INCREASES
I HAVE LOVED AND BEEN LOVED AND SO QUICKLY IT CEASES
IF I GAVE IT MY ALL, CAN I GIVE IT AGAIN?
I NOW HAVE A MACHINE THAT KEEPS MY HEART BEATING
THE PRESSURE WAS TO STRONG FOR MY FLESHLY BEING
I HAVE LOVED AND BEEN LOVED BUT SO QUICKLY IT CEASES
WITH EVERY RISE AND FALL OF MY CHEST THE PRESSURE INCREASES
I HAVE LOVED AND BEEN LOVED AND SO QUICKLY IT CEASES
IF I GAVE IT MY ALL, CAN I GIVE IT AGAIN?
I NOW HAVE A MACHINE THAT KEEPS MY HEART BEATING
THE PRESSURE WAS TO STRONG FOR MY FLESHLY BEING
I HAVE LOVED AND BEEN LOVED BUT SO QUICKLY IT CEASES
Thursday, January 21, 2010
MUSIC
LAST NIGHT MADE ME REALIZE HOW MUCH I MISS MUSIC
THE ROAD, THE LONG NIGHTS, THE WAY YOU FEEL WHEN
YOU ARE WITH FRIENDS DOING WHAT IT IS YOU LOVE
TODAY I FEEL INSPIRED
THE ROAD, THE LONG NIGHTS, THE WAY YOU FEEL WHEN
YOU ARE WITH FRIENDS DOING WHAT IT IS YOU LOVE
TODAY I FEEL INSPIRED
Monday, January 18, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
I TEND TO WONDER IF THE WORLD AS I KNOW IT IS BACKWARDS.
COULD IT BE THAT OUR TWISTED NATURE HAS SPRUNG A SURPRISE ATTACK?
I SEE THE WORLD IN BLACK AND WHITE BUT AS EACH DAY PASSES THE GRAYS BECOME MORE DOMINATE.
COULD IT BE THAT WE TURN A BLIND EYE TO EVIL BECAUSE WE ARE AFRAID OF CONFLICT?
WHAT IF WE WOULD LOVE EACH OTHER WITH A LOVE LIKE A CHILD, A SWEET INNOCENCE THAT SCREAMED COMPASSION.
I WONDER IF IN A WORLD WERE WE HAVE SO MUCH, IF WE GAVE UP EVERYTHING COULD WE SURVIVE?
COULD IT BE THAT OUR TWISTED NATURE HAS SPRUNG A SURPRISE ATTACK?
I SEE THE WORLD IN BLACK AND WHITE BUT AS EACH DAY PASSES THE GRAYS BECOME MORE DOMINATE.
COULD IT BE THAT WE TURN A BLIND EYE TO EVIL BECAUSE WE ARE AFRAID OF CONFLICT?
WHAT IF WE WOULD LOVE EACH OTHER WITH A LOVE LIKE A CHILD, A SWEET INNOCENCE THAT SCREAMED COMPASSION.
I WONDER IF IN A WORLD WERE WE HAVE SO MUCH, IF WE GAVE UP EVERYTHING COULD WE SURVIVE?
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