Monday, May 25, 2009

I write again

I spied on you today
The first time in months/exactly one year
First time in awhile
I beg the easy way out
Make you disappear off this planet
Waiting for me somewhere else
I'm not in love with you
But I will always love you
Begging each memory to grow more dem
Erasing the taste of every kiss

Lack of sleep makes it easy to cry
Easy to remember
The summer makes love seem stronger
The nights make being alone seem lonelier
You make me seem older
The pictures make everything alive
When I thought I put you to rest

Easy to move on
But until then
Hard to not be lonely

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Don't Fall for Me. Set Me Free.

Remember me
Without falling
See how simple it could be?

Step out of my dreams
Allowing me to paint a thousand pictures
With more vibrant colors
And better places to be

Hearts long
As minds think
Moving slowly
Trying to enjoy the little time they have left
Born on life support
Walking on egg shells

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Be of some use

I wish I could have realized
Before I took out the trash

That I was going to need
To use you again

What a waste
I know I didn't want you
I know I threw you away
But come back now
Because I need to use you again

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

About me

I wish I could reach out
Grab onto you with a grip
That intends on never letting go

And more than anything
I wish you felt the same about me

More than a dream

Friday, May 1, 2009


I am innately selfish
Self absorbed and foolish

Blessings flow from the buildings
Finding me
Around in every direction
Finding me
A small reflection
Of what I still do not deserve
And still take for granted

I ran from God for so long
And He didn't need me
But He sought to make me strong
Which foolishly
I already thought I was
I thought I could be anything
Without Him
But He brought me
He chased me as I ran
And looked at me
As I continued to look at my own feet

How little I deserve these blessing
But how abundantly they still flow
Never ceasing to amaze me
Leaving me wishing that I knew more suffering
That I may know His peace even more
That I may be a disciple


Thinking small
Silent and contemplative
The quiet before a storm
Denying the existance of the chaos

Wishing I had loved the moments more
Hoping that there are more to come
But calm
Sitting in the quiet of life
Wishing I knew how to do more
More to love
More to work for
And just more