Monday, September 27, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Never Forgotten.
It's been two years and some change,
Since the last time we said goodbye.
It's been over a year since I last felt the touch that I longed for.
And somewhere deep inside of me,
The scent of you still lingers.
I've never stopped,
I've never forgot.
I just tried to get away the best I could.
It may have worked for a minute or two,
But it never lasted for the long haul.
I can still hear a song, and instantly be reminded of you.
I've got the notebooks to prove it.
And two years later,
I've got the lines scribbled that let me remember.
Even to the present,
I'll never forget the past.
I'll never forget what you showed me,
What you taught me.
I'll never forget the...
Love.
Touch.
Affection.
Care.
I'll never forget you.
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Now playing: Comeback Kid - Wake The Dead
via FoxyTunes
Since the last time we said goodbye.
It's been over a year since I last felt the touch that I longed for.
And somewhere deep inside of me,
The scent of you still lingers.
I've never stopped,
I've never forgot.
I just tried to get away the best I could.
It may have worked for a minute or two,
But it never lasted for the long haul.
I can still hear a song, and instantly be reminded of you.
I've got the notebooks to prove it.
And two years later,
I've got the lines scribbled that let me remember.
Even to the present,
I'll never forget the past.
I'll never forget what you showed me,
What you taught me.
I'll never forget the...
Love.
Touch.
Affection.
Care.
I'll never forget you.
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Now playing: Comeback Kid - Wake The Dead
via FoxyTunes
Saturday, September 18, 2010
What Is....?
Someone asked me to write a piece about what I thought love is. What it really is. So, here we go;
Love is the feeling you get inside your chest,
Where it tightens up, and you find it hard to breathe.
Or maybe it's a bit easier to take a breath,
At least while you've got it.
Love is like being wrapped up tightly in a blanket,
That's freshly out of the dryer.
It's about already knowing what's there,
And not having to question it.
An unspoken bond that can't be broken.
Without saying a word, you already know that the person you love,
Is already there for you, even if you don't always talk to them about what's bruising your ribs.
To me, love is that unexplainable feeling you get that starts in your chest,
And slowly works its way up your throat, over your tongue, and out between your lips.
That you try so hard to put into words, but none of the words make sense.
Just a jumble of thoughts, that all made sense at one time,
But putting them into words, just doesn't work.
Love is like stepping outside on a crisp fall morning,
And just taking a deep breath, feeling refreshed, rejuvenated, alive.
It's like feeling the warmth of the sun hit your face,
On one of those chilly December afternoons.
Or maybe it's like a cup of hot chocolate, on those same afternoons.
To me, love knows no boundaries, no limits, no set standard.
Love is unconditional, because regardless of what happens,
Because you're always going to hold that love in your heart.
Even if you don't always admit it,
It's still there.
...That's what love is to me, personally.
Love is the feeling you get inside your chest,
Where it tightens up, and you find it hard to breathe.
Or maybe it's a bit easier to take a breath,
At least while you've got it.
Love is like being wrapped up tightly in a blanket,
That's freshly out of the dryer.
It's about already knowing what's there,
And not having to question it.
An unspoken bond that can't be broken.
Without saying a word, you already know that the person you love,
Is already there for you, even if you don't always talk to them about what's bruising your ribs.
To me, love is that unexplainable feeling you get that starts in your chest,
And slowly works its way up your throat, over your tongue, and out between your lips.
That you try so hard to put into words, but none of the words make sense.
Just a jumble of thoughts, that all made sense at one time,
But putting them into words, just doesn't work.
Love is like stepping outside on a crisp fall morning,
And just taking a deep breath, feeling refreshed, rejuvenated, alive.
It's like feeling the warmth of the sun hit your face,
On one of those chilly December afternoons.
Or maybe it's like a cup of hot chocolate, on those same afternoons.
To me, love knows no boundaries, no limits, no set standard.
Love is unconditional, because regardless of what happens,
Because you're always going to hold that love in your heart.
Even if you don't always admit it,
It's still there.
...That's what love is to me, personally.
Friday, September 17, 2010
In the Undertow.
It's a sweet serenade with melodic undertones.
But make sure to keep those feet planted on the ground,
Just to save yourself from the undertow.
I've found my savior,
Planted right in the middle of this crazy thing called life.
The first time we spoke, it's like she came at me with her guns out,
And now?
I'm trying to make her my wife.
Before I met you,
I let myself stop believing.
I even quit dreaming,
But here I am, stuck,
Hoping that I never have to see you leaving.
You gave me twenty questions, and didn't expect a response to any of them.
But I answered every last one, down to the how and the why.
It might not always show through, but it kills me when you're having a bad day,
And I can't be there to tell you; "baby, it'll be okay."
It cuts deeper then any knife every could, when I can't wipe away the tears,
That fall freely from those beautiful eyes on the days you need to cry.
There's no wrong way to say it,
Anytime she drifts into my mind, I can't help but be inspired.
No matter how hectic the scenario becomes,
It's like I can instantly become tranquil.
I never thought something like this would ever transpire.
Now I've just got my back to the world,
And my arms around her.
A queen to the king,
A Bonnie to Clyde.
For once, I feel complete, I feel like it's okay to finally breathe.
I love you.
But make sure to keep those feet planted on the ground,
Just to save yourself from the undertow.
I've found my savior,
Planted right in the middle of this crazy thing called life.
The first time we spoke, it's like she came at me with her guns out,
And now?
I'm trying to make her my wife.
Before I met you,
I let myself stop believing.
I even quit dreaming,
But here I am, stuck,
Hoping that I never have to see you leaving.
You gave me twenty questions, and didn't expect a response to any of them.
But I answered every last one, down to the how and the why.
It might not always show through, but it kills me when you're having a bad day,
And I can't be there to tell you; "baby, it'll be okay."
It cuts deeper then any knife every could, when I can't wipe away the tears,
That fall freely from those beautiful eyes on the days you need to cry.
There's no wrong way to say it,
Anytime she drifts into my mind, I can't help but be inspired.
No matter how hectic the scenario becomes,
It's like I can instantly become tranquil.
I never thought something like this would ever transpire.
Now I've just got my back to the world,
And my arms around her.
A queen to the king,
A Bonnie to Clyde.
For once, I feel complete, I feel like it's okay to finally breathe.
I love you.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
From the Mind, to the Heart....
I've built myself back up, from when I've been destroyed.
But right now?
I'm slowly falling apart,
Starting with my mind,
Slowly working it's way down to my heart.
You can tell the places where I've sewn myself back together,
Because those are my weakest points.
You can see the seams bulge,
You can almost hear the skin ripping.
I can't take this anymore,
I just can't.
So I'm coming out with a white flag waving.
I wish I could just step back,
Take a step back, and take a deep breath.
But it feels like someone's standing on my chest.
When I sit in silence, you can hear a pin drop.
Instead of it being a pin that hits the ground,
It's the sound of this heart cracking slowly.
Everything I ever had to give, I've given..
And now all that I'm left with, is this mess of pieces left at my feet.
I'm losing my mind,
I've already lost my heart.
I'm so lost right now...
I almost feel like I'm trapped in the center of the ocean,
Clinging to a piece of drift wood,
Sharks circling just ten feet below me.
Laying in wait.
Waiting for the perfect time to attack.
God help me,
Because I'm not coming back alive...
But right now?
I'm slowly falling apart,
Starting with my mind,
Slowly working it's way down to my heart.
You can tell the places where I've sewn myself back together,
Because those are my weakest points.
You can see the seams bulge,
You can almost hear the skin ripping.
I can't take this anymore,
I just can't.
So I'm coming out with a white flag waving.
I wish I could just step back,
Take a step back, and take a deep breath.
But it feels like someone's standing on my chest.
When I sit in silence, you can hear a pin drop.
Instead of it being a pin that hits the ground,
It's the sound of this heart cracking slowly.
Everything I ever had to give, I've given..
And now all that I'm left with, is this mess of pieces left at my feet.
I'm losing my mind,
I've already lost my heart.
I'm so lost right now...
I almost feel like I'm trapped in the center of the ocean,
Clinging to a piece of drift wood,
Sharks circling just ten feet below me.
Laying in wait.
Waiting for the perfect time to attack.
God help me,
Because I'm not coming back alive...
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
A Bloody Smile.
I'll carry the weight of the world on my back,
Even with these blown out knees.
I'll smile through these cracked lips,
And wink with this black eye.
There is no tomorrow,
And yesterday is just a memory.
So savor the moment you're standing in.
We can't reconcile,
When these wounds will never close.
Look at you, look at me.
Who stands the tallest?
As much as I can feel,
You can actually see the pressure building between my shoulders.
The hours turn to days, days to weeks, weeks into months,
And with every passing day, I'm growing just a bit older.
A heart that was once warm and nourishing, has grown calloused and cold.
But not for you, not for anyone.
For my own protection.
I'm still standing here, though.
Even after you tried to knock me down.
I've bit through my lip, and triggered a reaction to my brain.
The pain is unbearable, but the symbolism is bittersweet.
That's why I'm still smiling, even with a blood soaked face.
Even with these blown out knees.
I'll smile through these cracked lips,
And wink with this black eye.
There is no tomorrow,
And yesterday is just a memory.
So savor the moment you're standing in.
We can't reconcile,
When these wounds will never close.
Look at you, look at me.
Who stands the tallest?
As much as I can feel,
You can actually see the pressure building between my shoulders.
The hours turn to days, days to weeks, weeks into months,
And with every passing day, I'm growing just a bit older.
A heart that was once warm and nourishing, has grown calloused and cold.
But not for you, not for anyone.
For my own protection.
I'm still standing here, though.
Even after you tried to knock me down.
I've bit through my lip, and triggered a reaction to my brain.
The pain is unbearable, but the symbolism is bittersweet.
That's why I'm still smiling, even with a blood soaked face.
Foreign Soil.
Those famous last words that always came back to haunt me,
I've never been given chills, just by simple speech.
Eight letters, three words, one heart.
I drew a line in the sand, and you stepped forward.
First one foot, then the other.
How does it feel standing on foreign soil?
Do you have the right equipment to explore this uncharted territory?
I hope you know how to build a fire that can survive the night,
It gets cold in this place.
I know you have the "know how,"
But do you have the will?
Can you find the passages carved by years of erosion?
The fallen stars will shine light through the holes punctured into the walls.
Is that enough to be your guiding light?
You've come this far,
Now there's no turning back.
You've sent your own place, and found your own way in.
That's something I can never forget,
You're someone I could never forget.
I love you..
I've never been given chills, just by simple speech.
Eight letters, three words, one heart.
I drew a line in the sand, and you stepped forward.
First one foot, then the other.
How does it feel standing on foreign soil?
Do you have the right equipment to explore this uncharted territory?
I hope you know how to build a fire that can survive the night,
It gets cold in this place.
I know you have the "know how,"
But do you have the will?
Can you find the passages carved by years of erosion?
The fallen stars will shine light through the holes punctured into the walls.
Is that enough to be your guiding light?
You've come this far,
Now there's no turning back.
You've sent your own place, and found your own way in.
That's something I can never forget,
You're someone I could never forget.
I love you..
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