12.19.2012

Bright Lights

Eyes flutter open, You're done feeling like you're choking, A new day has begun, A new song is to be sung. Mouth becomes agape, No sounds come out, Just breaths, Remember to breath. Get up, Stumble in the darkness, Run hands along the wall, Find the switch. Bright lights, Eyes shut, Mouth closes, Begin your life again.

3.08.2012

The Last Mouthful

Deprived of life,
When love was lost.
The pages seemed to throw us off.

Hold your breath and count to three,
As I take the last swig of you and me.

Pulled apart by invisible bounds,
They may as well be seen.
To know that love has no bounds,
Seems rather contrived.

Hold your breath and count to three,
As I take the last swig of you and me.

The bottle's done,
This has become less than fun.

5.02.2011

False Hope

Stroll down the lane one more time,
I promise everything's going to be fine.
You don't have to move,
In fact, don't even speak.

I chose you,
And now, here we are,
Screaming until you're blue.
I can try, but there's no need for false hope.

The memories won't ever fade,
The facade will always be in place,
You don't have to try,
In fact, don't even attempt a lie.

I chose you a long time ago,
And now, here we are,
Screaming until you're blue.
I can try, but there's no need for false hope.

I'll be fine.
You'll be fine.
We'll just be fine.

Move forward with the life,
You've chosen for yourself.
Without the one who watches over you,
Keep making mistakes until you're through.

Because I'll be fine.
And you'll be fine.
We'll both be fine.

3.09.2011

Rise

The dial turns to eleven,
Before it seemed it was only seven.
The sun seemed to set,
Before it ever rose.

The windows are covered,
Before you could see the dark.
The dark is something,
Something you needed to see.

Your eyes are closed,
Before they were ever open.
You'll fail to see,
Just what needs to be.

The dial is almost at twelve,
Before it seemed it was only seven.
The sun is set.

Open your eyes,
Because the sun will rise again.

The Comeback Kid

To write words has been tough,
Honestly, sometimes I write too much.
I think too much, I overanalyze.
And distract myself with a prize.

To watch those around me,
Fall apart too often.
They betray themselves,
Becoming what they hate.

I've promised myself,
Before it this almost happens.
I will be the comeback kid.
And it starts today.