I’ve been sitting with these thoughts,heavy and circling,like clouds that never rain,just linger. I’m not okay,but I say it in a way that feels like a promise—not to anyone else,but to myself.Because I know, someday, I will be. Life handed me a deck I didn’t shuffle.Missed chances scattered like loose cards.Opportunity slipped past me,soft and quiet, while I was busy surviving.And the only time they see meis when I’m holding something they want. I’m more…
He sits on the patio, in evening’s cool air,A solitary melody drifts through the air,The radio playing its lonesome tune,A poem in his heart, watching the moon. He yearns to talk, to hear her voice,Technology fades, not by choice,Within the canyon’s walls, no signal found,He must wait patiently, on familiar ground. For her spirit, her soul, this trip is bliss,Reconnecting with friends, dearly missed,Sharing memories, emotions descend,Saying farewell to a beloved family friend. Goodbye is…
Lost in a fog, locked in my minds chamberMy souls a mess, it feels like a strangerAn aura of sadness fueled by angerWho am I now, what’s the remainder Fuck fate that put me here, is this my testTo give up hope, to live with detestTo fake the smile and “do my best”To dwell in agony, to settle for less. I REFUSE! I will transcend this desolate state,Hopelessness will not determine my fate.With strength and…
A spark begins a campfire’s flickering lightTwo old friends gather embracing the nightWith guitars in hand their melodies blendTheir muse a secret as time starts to mend That spark now a fire its warmth begins to growDrawing friends near like a river’s gentle flowThey strum and they sing recalling old timesA symphony of memories cherished in their minds As flames dance higher more souls do appearDrawn to the laughter to stories held dearTales of triumph…
Once I found a path to walkA belief to guide my talkIn the fold of a faithful flockI found a sense of security and rock But doubts crept in like creeping vineChallenging my belief line by lineUnanswered questions doubts and fearsClouding my path bringing me to tears The loss of my belief like a deathThe shattering of my spiritual breathLeaving behind friends and family dearA sense of loss a life left in fear But in…
On the horizon the clouds begin to creepLike lumbering giants waking from their sleepThe breeze brings the familiar scentA sign of the tempest soon to descendI am waiting for the rain It begins with its gentle mistMy skin accepting of its sweet kissThen suddenly excitement growsAs the rain falls in heavy throesI am standing in the rain Lightning followed by the thunder’s roarIt awakens me within my coreMy body moves the rain its guideIts orchestra…