A silent end, a fading friend, an… A tear-stained eye, a question why… A solemn stare, the mirror’s glare… A slow walk home, still there alon… Where do you go when all is lost?…

It seems so very long ago and yet… we stood as one and made the vow t… Then sealed this vow as things are… But at the time it never crossed o… that such a vow has not the power…

I have nothing more to write. I h… I have nothing left inside. I hav… I have everything that’s precious.… I am daily given all I need to ma… I am so damn tired of trying when…

I want to write a song today from… Won’t paint to kill the dead saint… that I’ve been praying in the dark… and wishing the bathwater clean in… I hope to finally find the strengt…

A million ways to spend a day not tried them all but have to say… that if I had the way to when I’d quiet find and open then the pages of the poet’s hand.

I sat today midst the happy smiles of a children’s song, and for just… I was happy too, for what else sho… from a happy day and a happy song. But, it came again just like every…

Each time before when I had falle… I found upon the ground were words… a latticework of scaffolding to cl… back to the surface with the crowd… I’d stay close to the ledge not kn…

I woke one day as I recall, years back in time but not in mind… The reason I know not at all, but felt I there and humbled knew, for peace distilled as morning dew…

Always searching for the next good… and what the world can bring. Always looking for the next big de… and what it’s offering. Never thinking very far ahead

It was a beautiful story, I wish it was my own. It makes me think of you, so every now and then I turn it on.

No bird remains to sing his song. so silence pounds the whole day lo… In beat with memory of the day I clapped to make him go away. The fault, it clearly lies with me

I should never have loved in inequ… I should never have allowed my heart to take the bait of loving someone as beautiful as… But damn it, love is blind!

You saved them but then fell again… the circle’s in the sky. Divided fence and happenstance don’t care if it’s a lie. Tomorrow’s way fades into grey

So tired of fighting, don’t feel like writing here in the dark of the night. As I sit here and sit with my head full of shit

All we have is time and what comes down the line. Don’t ever think it’s more complex… Though the universe– it has no end… and there is more than one my frie…