Where

Where do you go
When the loneliness grows
So thick that you
Can’t see through

Where do your turn
When the reflection in the mirror
Is the only one you
Can talk to

*When there’s a hole in your heart
And a sigh on your lips
And the road up ahead
Looks so blue
When you look all around
But you can’t hear a sound
You’re crushed, tell me
Who comforts you

Where do you step
When all that you see
Are the rocks that fall
Under your feet

Where do you hide
When all the inside
Of your soul
Hurts way too deep

*

There’s no sun
Only rain
There’s no smile
Only pain
And you feel like
You could drown

*

Tell me where
Tell me who

Forever

*It's been years
Since we first met
Time stood still
Hasn't moved yet

We're still holding hands
As we walk side by side
It's just you and me
For all of time

**And I still love you
Like the first day
I still need you
What can I say
You are my knight
Stepped out of my dream
Together forever
You're all that I need

No matter the time
That may have gone past
I'll stay with you
We'll always last

**

We belong together
Forever
Til the skies fade away
We'll stay

**
*

Music

jumping/tapping
dancing/laughing
crying/sighing
singing/dreaming
anger/sorrow
love/loss
inside/outside
escape/contain
breathing/gasping
power/weak
all/nothing

The Box

The box on the shelf was pretty big, but it blended in quite well. Very ornate, it was a misture of styles and clutures - as if the artist had taken a piece from every place and person and thing on earth and used it to make this box. It was a beautiful box.

When I first got it, I kept it in a prominent spot and always open. It's hard to find things to put in a box when the box is of so much more value. Overtime, the importance of the box diminished. Soon, I was able to find things to put in it, then I started locking it to hide the stuff inside. As more time passed, the box was moved to the shelf, then pushed to the side for newer and seemingly more important things. I actually forgot it was there, only noticing it when I had to dust the shelf.

One day an earthquake hit. It wasn't a big one, but just enough to knock things around. It mainly left a lot of broken glass on the ground. It also knocked down the box. I saw it there, its lock cracked and the lid slightly open. I stopped what I was doing and carefully picked it up. It didn't seem to have any damage, but I looked it over until I was sure. I carefully carried it out of the room and put it on the entry table, taking everything else away. The thought of it being ruined made me realize how much more I really did value it over all of the other broken things. I cleaned it up , emptied it out and left it open on the table - the most prominent spot in my home. Nothing fits in it and it will never be closed. I realized that the best part of the box was on the outside.

For S.A.W.

An empty room
A breaking heart
I loved her
Right from the start

How can I tell
A sadness so deep
When she closed her eyes
For eternal sleep

The words you say
Don’t comfort me
Unless it happens to you
You’ll never see

I look up above
It’s so hard to trust
But in the darkest hour
I know that I must

He’ll see me through
While I wait for the day
It all becomes clear
The reason I pray

Roads

There comes a time in every person's life that there is a choice to make. It was my time.

I felt as though I was standing in the wild. In my mind I could see thick trees and shrubs tangled on all sides, with two roads cut through. Left or right?

I sat there with this image in my head, oblivious to my surroundings. Neither answer was any better or worse than the other. Right would keep things the same - which wasn't a bad thing - and left would change it. Change isn't had, it's the unknown down that road that always makes one hesitate. Status quo isn't messy. It's safe, albeit sometimes boring. Change? Well, it changes things.

I suppose it boils down to opportunity and if you're willing to risk failure or pain to take it. Right is ignoring the wonderful possibilities, while left risks experiencing the mistakes. Left is different and adventurous. Right is safe.

I have to leave the clearing. I have to pick a road.

feel

lean in and let go
with a look
and a touch
hearts beat
breath deep
don't wait
take the bait
close your eyes
kiss me