what does this world have left to offer... i've seen it's trinkets and charms... its promises and smiles... shiny things and shadows... and at the end... nothingness... nothing of value...
i've loved her ways... and her body held mine... her eyes briefly felt like i was all she saw... and her kiss made me forget everything else... but she was just a picture from a burning house... that always crumbles when held... a poor replication of an ideal... created only to lead astray...
i sometimes wonder... how i can be this young and already done with this world... and what will i feel when i am older...
i'm saved by sunsets and roads long since traveled... ocean waves and mountaintops... words written long ago of love... and notes that make a soul soar... a sudden surge forward against an ever fighting world...
a battle that never ends...
and so it must be... that life is fighting the fight... and holding on to hope... that even as we fall... we do not become... that our ways are not its ways...
for i have heard love does not exist... and seen more in people that it doesn't... people so broken... belief can not be there... lives so shattered... that the corner piece can never be found...
a sudden surge forward... is sometimes all we need... to hold on...
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Friday, December 30, 2011
A New Year...
another year done... another on the way... tentative plans... and some resolutions in the back of my head... nothing definite...
except a mixture... of emotions... pain, joy, smiles, tears, too much sleep, not enough sleep, money, not enough money, responsibilities, what am i going to do today, maybe a love... or maybe a sorrow... up... down... rise... fall... sun... moon... day... night... that is life...
but what percentages?...
hope... that's all we can take with us... into this new year...
except a mixture... of emotions... pain, joy, smiles, tears, too much sleep, not enough sleep, money, not enough money, responsibilities, what am i going to do today, maybe a love... or maybe a sorrow... up... down... rise... fall... sun... moon... day... night... that is life...
but what percentages?...
hope... that's all we can take with us... into this new year...
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Armaments...
i can try to build walls... of stone and memories... but nothing holds back... the ocean inside of me... beating and breaking... down the armaments...
never said i let go... only that i let you go...
there are wanted posters with your picture on them... and armed guards at the door... vaults with metal chains... and a heart bolted to the floor...
you call every once and awhile... to feel again... and i know it...
never said i let go... only that i let you go...
there are wanted posters with your picture on them... and armed guards at the door... vaults with metal chains... and a heart bolted to the floor...
you call every once and awhile... to feel again... and i know it...
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Goodbyes...
life feels more and more like an endless string of goodbyes... some lasting longer than others... all amounting to memory...
late at night... they knock on doors... they break through windows and climb down chimneys... they come out from under rugs and dark corners...
some stay longer...
i'll try to put one to bed tonight... i'll promise not to ask my friends... if they've seen you out... i'll promise myself not to see if your picture has changed... i'll make an effort...
to forget you...
late at night... they knock on doors... they break through windows and climb down chimneys... they come out from under rugs and dark corners...
some stay longer...
i'll try to put one to bed tonight... i'll promise not to ask my friends... if they've seen you out... i'll promise myself not to see if your picture has changed... i'll make an effort...
to forget you...
Monday, October 17, 2011
Of Paper and Wax...
of paper and wax... doesn't mean it's the real thing... might shine like a diamond... but only in the right light...
looking for something real... where the truth of it sets me free... and binds me to it always... and i'll keep waiting...
Whiskeytown - Easy Hearts
looking for something real... where the truth of it sets me free... and binds me to it always... and i'll keep waiting...
Whiskeytown - Easy Hearts
Friday, October 7, 2011
Eternity...
the burning end of a cigarette in autumn... spiritual smoke coming forth from the lungs... windows open in the bedroom... clean...
my thoughts turn to hope. maybe too much news. incapable of change without knowing, yet in knowing the burden and the weight...
the only rope to hang or hang onto... hope.
when will love come?... does it exist and if it does... does it exist for me? these are not original questions... and in that hope... i have to believe... others ask the same thing...
alone is just a measurement of time... the longest time... but as long as it can be measured, it isn't eternity...
Low - Witches
my thoughts turn to hope. maybe too much news. incapable of change without knowing, yet in knowing the burden and the weight...
the only rope to hang or hang onto... hope.
when will love come?... does it exist and if it does... does it exist for me? these are not original questions... and in that hope... i have to believe... others ask the same thing...
alone is just a measurement of time... the longest time... but as long as it can be measured, it isn't eternity...
Low - Witches
Monday, July 11, 2011
Reassurance...
who am i talking to... i forget... was someone there... at the other end of the line... or just my voice into an empty receiver...
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