As I float in a sea of black
I think of all the impactYour choice has made on meAnd the rest of the familyAnd I think of how things would beIf you had chosen to stay hereWith me
Windy skies and winter nights galore
Kate and I hope to make it from the storeAfter shopping all day we’re in need of a breakMaybe some waffles or potatoes and steakWe arrive just in time to have a feastLate night pancakes can’t be beatAs we leave the car safe and soundWe find the the keys are nowhere to be foundWe look and look til we tireThe keys were left in trunk with a pile of wiresMoving the backseat is our only hopeUntil we realize a one small button could have helped us copeWith how silly to cousins can beSometimes you’re best friends are in your family.
Life is a journey
It’s not a sprintIt’s not a mere tripWith life comes learningAnd with learning comes a beautiful life
When I can’t sleep
I lie in bed and think of lifeAll I want to do is weepI think about memories and past strife I lie in bed and think of lifeI try to count sheepI think about memories and past strifeBut nothing I do helps me sleep I try to count sheepI think about the day aheadBut nothing I do helps me sleepBut I just can’t shut off the thoughts in my head I think about the day aheadFinally after hours and hours I driftBut I can’t shut off the thoughts in my headThankful of the sand man’s gift
As tears stream down my porcelain skin
I think of all the places I’ve beenThe words flow right onto the pageAs my feelings are released from its cageWhenever I feel likeI have nowhere to turnI write and let my emotions churnThere’s a writer in you and me You just have to let them out, willingly
I live my life as I choose, I’ve learned to live knowingI’ve got nothing to lose.
Stringing along tiny pieces of communication, but do they add up?
Writer’s block. The worst feeling since the crash of stock.