The birds crow a weeping melody, trees clean of leaves

The warm lights of autumn, disappear with a winters breeze

New seasons bring wonder, happiness and memories

But my last winter was with you, and this year you’re dead to me

In the past you had promised, that you would never leave

But tis the season I suppose, cuz you did it with ease

Brandish all the mistletoe, I won’t let you see me grieve...

It won’t be

A hard farewell

No tears will

These eyes spill

Ill wave my hand

Spin and then

Without a second thought

I’ll go.

These memories

Will leave me soon

You’ve poisoned the value

They possessed

So ta-ta my dear

My conscious is clear

I hope for your

Eternal unrest...

He shut the wide door open

He chilled his lunch in the oven

Oh I’m feeling a wee bit up

I think I might throw down

I’m as silly as a snake

And happy as a ham

No clue what this all means

I just am....

Sweet little autumn city

Sidewalk littered with leaves

I’ve never seen such marvelous things

I just might never leave

Sweet little autumn city

Churches and steeples and stores

I hear the bells a ringing

I think I’ll stay here some more

Sweet little autumn city

A place I might never have known

Down by the creek there are secrets

Far more than just rocks have been thrown

Sweet little autumn city

...

I promise to be with you in life and in death.

They scream so loud, they can’t take a breath.

Why is love so inconsistent?

What are you teaching these children?

My brother holds his head to the sky

I cover my sisters ears, or at least I try.

He nags and picks and she ticks like a bomb

We shouldn’t have to see this from our dad and our mom

And oh the hate, though no hands were raised

But I’d ra...

Always the bridesmaid never the bride

Take a look inside

Maybe you’ll see why

I’m sure there are no cracks

No places where I lack

No truths that I deny

If I smile a little wider

Or if my weight is a little lighter

Surely, if I try

How dare they not even see me!

I wear no cloak of invisibility

Those jerks deserve to die!

Or maybe I must,

I lack all but lust

I trip, I sink, I cry

I remember no...

He called me goofy

He was Hercules

He was my first

My first love is what i mean

We were both trying hard

To be like our friends

As in love as young lovers could be

And maybe like theirs, it would never end

But i didnt like it

He loved me too much

And i told him to stop

I didnt want his touch

I wasnt ready for love

I realized in the end

Life without you is fine.

Lets.

Just.

Be.

Friends....

I was born with a few odd quirks

That have made life all the more interesting

I was born with a brain

All the doctors have proof

Yet to my disdain

My mind is aloof

For not I do think

My visions are flawed

My mind’s filled with ink

But nothing is drawed

I must have a heart

I’ve got doubts, I’ve got fears

But from my life’s start

My eyes have shed no tears

I feel it in my chest

A steady beat an...

Endless nights,

Fruitless pleasure.

With what ruler

Are our lives measured?

In the heart of the city,

Under the neon lights,

Our paths crossed

Igniting endless nights.

But was this the end,

The limit of my potential

A mindless heartless lust

A life exempt from morals

Was the world not red?

Or had I made it so?

Surely, no surely

I would know

From my penthouse view

Overlooking the streets

I saw ...

Open skies beckon in something broader

A universe beyond our atmosphere

Clear fields call out to something stronger

The land that we’ve betrayed with those buildings yonder

Oh what cries can be heard for the lust of adventure

What sounds echo loudly for the desire to wander

I am lost for a reason

I’ll be found when it’s time

For now I’m immersed in a world so divine

Don’t wake me up....