Solitude is like a daydream–

Lost inside a bad scene

Filmed within my heart

Someday I will find my way back

Find myself back on track

To where I used to be.

But someway I’ll remember just how

I was living so loud

And never heard her scream.

Solitude is like a daydream lost inside a bad scene

Filmed within my heart

The mind is a fickle bastard

Shelled and fit disaster

Waiting for my fall.

But someday I will find my way home

Get away from too long

Write myself a new song

Try to drown my fears.

Soliude is like a daydream lost inside a bad scene

Filmed within my heart

And someday I will call a place home

Find you there in my arms

Till you fall asleep.

Drifting in and out of rapture

Sought and traced plaster

That contains my heart.

Someway I will find my way back

Figure out how to act

And never leave again.

I don’t know why, but I still love you.

If this is just a dream,

If I could be reborn again, 

Even if it is against God’s will 

I want to be with you.

If this is just a dream,

When I wake up from this dream 

If I could be with you… 

I would

I would

Defy death just to hold you in my arms 

As the morning light illuminates this world of darkness 

Brings hope to the hopeless

And freedom to my sorrow.

The morning light I speak of 

Is the girl that I love

So will you

Come to me in this darkest hour 

Or will you run away and cower? 

Because I need you right now

More than I ever have before.

As I look into your eyes 

Those sapphire oceans of sorrow 

The tears that flow 

When I see you 

I am reminded of the pain 

You caused my broken heart 

Even so, I still can’t 

Sit and watch you there 

So, I walk slowly 

Faithfully, 

Put my arms around 

Hold you safe and sound 

The tears 

Stain my shoulder 

I have not a care 

Worrying only that 

You know I’ll always be there 

The pain you’d caused me then 

Healed by the friend you are now.

I don’t know what to do 

I want to be there for you 

To have and to hold 

To contradict everything you have been told 

To comfort you when you feel deflated 

To all of your problems I have related 

Somehow I want to be 

Some one to cause you happiness and glee 

I want to but I can not 

I have lost everyone I’ve sought 

So as I say goodbye 

All hope for this must die.

Another day passes by… 

In which I have not loved 

I look up high and spot a bird 

Soaring all alone 

My life glides on a breeze 

Isolated from all 

When I cry.. 

None to comfort me… 

When I fall 

None to catch me… 

When I love.. 

None to receive it 

So why do these things? 

When no one is there 

A simple answer.. 

Because not so long ago… 

There was.

A flash of light over the horizon 

As dawn breaks into a thousand rays 

Touching here and there among the trees 

Reflecting off the dew covered grass 

I lie with my back to an ancient oak 

Writing of the past 

All the while listening to the sweet song birds 

That night 

When the moon shines silver upon the meadow 

As the stars dance so far away 

Deep within the sorrows of time 

Embedded in the heavens 

Waiting 

Watching 

As we rest 

So peacefully 

Below

As I am here crying, I look up and I see

 Someone watching over me 

Is it an angel sent from above 

To show me how it is to love 

Someone so much you cannot see 

Who you are and who you want to be 

You learn to care for one another 

Like dearest sister and brother 

Never closer than just related 

Never kissed, never dated 

You just look out for one another 

Like dearest sister and dearest brother. 

I am going to post some of my first poems that I wrote when I was first starting 11 years ago. Please pardon the lack of quality…

Snow falls like delicate distress

Dictating fluctuations in reason

As reminders of yesteryear

Fade away.

Lightly coated epiphanies

Struggle to reach the ground

And connect with forlorn convictions

Convinced of conditions

Unfavorable, yet kind.

And simple rhythms evolve

Into something a little more complex

Than second nature

Or comforting alibi.

We trudge through built up recognition

Cognizant of our decisions

But fully capable

Of the compartmentalization

Of our souls.

The uncouth, ill advised reminders

Are unwelcome

Yet burrowing, they remain

Permanent residents

In our eyes.

Mirror reflections of our deceptions

And lies refracted in melted crystal.

Fill the air with the breath of your denial

And fog the windows of their

Misconceptions

Then blame them for ignorant

Intent.

Till roads are free again

To carry us away

From the prison you maintain.

I’d ask the point of words unspoken

But what need are there for expressions

Of unwarranted emotion to fragile ears

And shaded eyes?

I’d tell you, but what’s the point

If you never even listen or respond?

It’s a practice of volition

Faulty placed position

In your arms.

Oh, why am I alarmed when I

Hear your name

Or strain to hear cracks that break

Your heart?

It seems the balance is wary

In your favor

And nothing can save her

From toppling to her knees.

So, please pause and recognize

The fate that we’ll despise

Wrapped in lies and disguised

As our future

Not together, but apart.

A part within the motion

Of all complex emotion

Tied and broken

Only captured in the waves

That carry our farewells—

But soon we’ll purge from our blood

The poison that is our misdirected

Misconceptions of who we are

And what we suppose

Are our hopes.