Saturday, October 17, 2009

The tide will change and the waves will fall.
And I'm swimming out, out alone.

The wind can blow and the storms can come.
And I'm standing in the rain, standing alone.

Can I take my time? Can I take my time?
To figure out what's right. I need some time. To get it right.

The snow will fall and the ice will build.
And I'm shoveling through, shoveling alone.

The time can change and the hours can pass.
And I'm waiting for life, waiting alone.


What is it to be cherished by another?
To feel the want of another for you as you feel for them.
Love is a fickle thing, as slippery as water through a sieve.
Yet, it flows as thick as honey through the veins, although not always as sweet.
Roses, beautiful as they are, have the ability to prick your skin and tear at your flesh; so has love the ability to rip your heart out under the guise of perfumed innocence.
What is it then to be loved by another?
To know the heart of another is only for you as yours is only for them.
But if love be such a fickle thing, why trust in love that it will carry through on it's promise to be true?
I say, do not trust in love. Instead trust in yourself that you are true. Try to find yourself clear of heart and mind and your path will be set clear before you.
Your path, clear and free, will lead you to be cherished and loved both of yourself and of another.
What is it to be cherished and loved by another? The answer lies within yourself. Find the true nature of your heart and you'll find your true happiness.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009


Up down back and forth
Caught between the best and the unknown
People swirl around me, spilling thoughts into my head
Don't wanna disappoint but I gotta be me
Love and hate, bitterness and intrigue filling my heart and drowning me in the flood
Sense of self caught between right and wrong
The best for all and the worst for me, the life I lead is mine but I don't own it
Always letting others in, allowing the overtaking, forgoing my rights, losing myself
Longing for the simple things
The life of a flower beginning to bloom
The sunrise after a storm
A cool breeze on a hot day
A simpler life, an easy self
Breathe and look up, exhale and smile
Don't wanna disappoint but I gotta be me