My fears... I’m afraid of lonliness, Living in this life without the tr… I am afraid of failing to make a p… I am afraid of becoming some wande…
Astride the tall grass I am as tall as a mountain. Quick with passion and humble with knowledge, forever tangible and young at heart I have become. These short bursts of emotion are rai...
I can speak or I can let it sink… to revel in my past only clouded m… the way interactions form connecti… with it the lesson, truth about lo… It was never something to attain b…
Traditional upstanding citizen, Setting forth into the world, 9 to 5 are his hunting hours, Time spent bringing home the kill, really just killing time,
I fall quickly, The sound of the music carries me… Back to the past, The good times and the hard laughs… I can try, I can try,
I steal away with everyday, taking lessons from the fray, heartache is like an earthquake leaving the body to sway, Built up walls to keep danger at b…
Keep walking, keep breathing, the waves have crushed my house to… the wind has stripped me of everyt… still I will smile,
I love you. I mean I LOVE YOU. You know who you are and I know who you are. Insecure and vulnerable you are here. Faced with your past experiences you confront the conflict an...
One foot planted in the soul and the other attached to the body. Both equal halves of a whole and yet so independent that they often move without ever knowing of the others existence. T...
Dogs. Mice. Sunshine. Rivers. Pine trees. Snowflakes. Songs. Hand Stands. Cookies. Hugs. Friends. Smiles. Babies. Moss. Stars. Moon. Mountains. Determination. Commitment. Compassion. Hi...
Trust in self. Pronounce the I am of life. Contradict your ego. Dive into the known mystery. Enhance your essence of being. Connect to those that disconnect. Turn on the love and turn o...
Waves of my past crash against me… Those days of extreme joy and love… spinning and mixing together with… The struggle for the here and now… Never ending and more often than n…
I do this daily whether out of frustration or serenity I do this. I write and read and write and read and write and read and collapse within myself. Finding hidden gardens in my words a...
Its like a hidden message inbetwee… A little sadness and a little blam… But no hard feelings ever stick, Moved on but it didn’t seem worth… Feel left out, felt full of doubt,
I embrace my desire for attention on occasion. Moderation keeps a healthy appetite for experiences. I mean if it were constant it would become monogamous. So I give myself to my senses ...
