'Your Song' . 4/6/11 . 1:18am

Sitting up late at night, listening to your favorite songs.
I close my eyes and just imagine you hear with me.
I can hear my heart beating over the music.

The more of you 03/28/11

The more I look at you, the more handsome you become
The more you laugh, the younger you become
The more you listen and share, the stronger you become

The more you hug me, the more you make me feel safe
The more of you, becomes the better part of me
The more of you, the more I love you

The more seconds that pass, the more I miss you
The more I think of you, the more I can't wait to see you
The more I can't wait to see you again, the more my heart wants to explode

The more my heart explodes with love for you, the more it will love you tomorrow

Memories Vault

(A photo I took, Fort Worden)

We are here, at this place, this moment,

who was here before us.

If we could go back and tell them what would happen,

would they have ignored us.

Rebirth, '03

Wandering through the meadows of time
I then realize the essence of unwanted crime.
Tomorrow i'll go and fix my old woes
i'll bandage my sorrows, and pamper my toes.
The sun will shine, the moon will glow,
It's then i'll understand what it means to grow.
I'll take my insecure thoughts back to the start,
I'll bash them with a bat and re-bandage my heart.
My reality will dream, my courage will crawl,
I'll wander through my mixed thoughts and in the end stand tall.
I feel new again, strong enough to survive,
my soul is no longer lost, and I long to strive.

A Wrinkle In Time, 2003

(This poem is inspired by a young girl I met years ago during college)


A wrinkle in time is simply a lost memory,
my images fade from my new found remedy.
I'm lost in thought and all of my new found hope,
my bags are packed, I'm trying to learn to cope.
This life of mine is an endless circle of despair
I'm crying from the outside in, my heart longs to tare.
I reach out for a strand of hope, I weep yet my eyes feel dry,
vicious suicide wont help me now, I'm abused by him, just let me die.
I traipse around dragging my week corpse,
help me someone please, before my mind warps.
I gasp for air but all I can get is solid dirt,
my lungs wont expand, they only deepen with hurt.
My eye lids feel like led and my legs are now nonexistent,
I smoke my fears into a ball of persistence.
The sun's overcome by a black memory lost in time,
I feel like death, and I'm trying to fix the crime.
I'm invisible to all but myself, so once i've gone this wrinkle in time will bust,
lightning will hit my soul and my spirit will linger in the dust.

The Road to You

I've camouflaged my thoughts
so my mind wont get confused

I've shifted my focus now,
my heart no longer feels abused

I've placed my feet upon the right track,
I'm in a spot where I no longer need to look back.

'You Consume Me' 1/24/10

I had a nice relaxing fulfilled 'me' day,
but my minds thoughts were still consumed by 'you'.
I painted with oils, and read novels like normal,
but yet every stroke, and every word didn't feel new.
I tried taking a nap, to have dreams of the unknown,
but I just laid there in a subconscious state of distracted thought.
In my thoughts I saw your face, a distraction of peaceful sleep.
I want you apart of my peaceful sleep, but unanswered questions is all your face brought.
I then picked up my book again to fall into a characters place,
yet still my thoughts of you drifted in and out of each sentence.
I tried over and over again to submerge into the story,
but no matter how hard I focused, the conclusion made no difference.
This is me taking off the invisible veil, I lay myself out for you to see,
no matter what I do I just think of you, you consume me, so I give you my hearts key.