Cut tye crap
Who am I and who is that
Lessons learned
Meanigs loss
I stare out a blur all I see
Memories made
Memories of you
But who is you
In this world cam unglued
Decesions made feelings missed
I’m so happyafter another high
But who am I and whobis that
Life I gues it comes at you fast
One moment your young
The next……
Memories made, along the way
So fortunate for you by my side
If you were not
I’d probably of…..
I miss you
Florida+Family=Light at the end of tunnel
Greenery wraps itself around
The sounds of cars passing on a nearby highway, but their makers cannot be seen.
A family members porch and a rocking chair, the heart of all of my escapes.
I have been so beat down by the anxiety faced recently
Work and school the sources of such anxiety
I am halfway through my sophomore year of college
and it feels great.
God bless this road I am on
In a few days I am going to be in Maine
a whole new chapter on an adventure through the great happenings of life…
Good luck, Katie. Your adventure starts this summer!
(via just--stay--gold)
tripping
I looked out at the world today. and in the ripple of its wake I saw glimpse of yesterday.
Emotions ran wild and feelings were generally high..
lessons learned I shouldn’t of let her pass me by
I fell short, but the war came to me
Im solid feelin whole hearted
as now the world is at my knees
this is what was before I fell
that pavement below surely
hurt like hell
lifes like a box of chocolate so forest tells
he had you, so you must of been like caramel……
milk chocolate milk chocolate I need you here
I am higher than a kite and I need you babe
broken by scott leger
It is the times that we are put on trial where we truly find our own well being.
Today I stepped forth on a journey
the sun lit the world before me
the trees waved to me in the breeze I a human
one man, with the world beckoning me to come on
so I hold on to the truths that have always set me free
the inner peace is troubled now, as I set out on this benevolent journey
breaking away from all things considered comforts, in the past
I love myself and those that I call friends
God bless this day of work. I have been given
May it bring wealth for my family
THE WIND BLEW
BUT THE CHIMES
DID NOT SOUND
A NEW YEAR
21 rings, you, the world, and a life full of questions
we are living in a world shaped, by what exactly?
i stated my morals to myself… i listened to jimmy the cricket, and i saw other peoples flaws. i vowed never to repeat anothers mistakes. i am not perfect, nor do i kidd myself, by attempting to be, but i do have a conscience, and i do bare witness to the world ahead. So what is my mission… Its something i redefine everyday. Im not asking to change the world. Like many i just want to leave it better than i left it. So will those that know me most, help me in my drive, to help you. If i could i’d ensure you were two steps ahead of where you left off.
before you put yo0urself in the hole you were in, you had passion. There was nothing in this world that would keep you from becoming an x-ray tec, a nurse, husband, a wife.. Now you are hendered.. please listen to me, as i remind you of what you, had once told me. the apple does not fall to far from the tree. You could branch out as far as you want from that trunk, but that limb is still attached to that trunk, and your only pushing those roots to gather and consume more water. Thats others having to work needlessly. Please do not stretch yourself out to the point of snapping, on me. Do so, and you might just weigh yourself down to the ground. I would hate to see you so low, some dog just comes and pisses all over your work.
be well rounded, and keep your goals, close to your heart. That way i can see you to grow big and tall. Like those red woods out in Northern California. They sure found a good place to age stupendoulsy. Most trees only grow to be about 60 ft tall.
I know i’d like to think i made such a contribution, that i could in another life, become part of, the next Americas highway system. Even if such a role is impratical and harmful to my well being.
I have 21 rings surrounding this life of mine, but my branches are few and far between, and i would like to keep it that way. Maybe reaching out to the heavens, is a waste of time.
The world keeps trimming my branches back though, so i go with it. If im lucky they will do it just enough, so that i can live in harmony with yall. Together we can grow and stand like giants amongst the under brush. That would be nice, but to do so i would have to be consience about yours and my water supply. You would have to do the same, and those strange seeds that the world has planted around us.. WEll the might just be are replacements. All we have worked for, might only be told by our rings, and that will only happen when our hearts are ultimately cut down.
Will you help me keep this from being the case, so soon. Its a consience effort, that it takes this to be done.
will you think of me and my dreams of becoming a public official?
i am asking for a respone! let me know that im there. for you!
21 rings? why does the heart run around in ciricle?
is love the product of deprevation? where does it stem from?
shape up beautiful
shape up
take form
fly away
into the sun
you dreamer
time is benifical
sunlight is key
the wind came soaring in
shattering all windows
that leap of faith
i shall never forget
the clock left me
i collapsed from within
atmospheres misconstrued
whispers of nature
i should of known
this life cradled so gently
the turmoil form within
my soul outstretched
death came slowly
death comes slowly
we all bare witness
i should have known
the drought
the famine
the cry to arms
where was i in all this
i should of pondered then
time is benifical
if the sun rises
if the sun falls
this to shall pass
we drift back to the rails
time and time again
sometimes we just need to get away
our home thrown into the wind
something about their ruggedness
seems to bring us back again and again
where i’ll be tomorrow, the drag seems to only know
this road time has me on, makes less of me
makes me just want to go home
trouble i am in now
as the rails, i call home
in my dreams i see them
and in my dreams, i cannot rest
trouble i am in now, as are you
who i had found
where have thou gone
now that i rest no more
where has thou ever been
as i break with the wind
trouble on the rails
as i slip from my loos foudations
as i sleep the day away
trouble can be found
if youll care you’ll awaken me
you will save me from that lonesome whistle blow
the time draws heavy
nearer than the raven rapping at that mans window seal
whispering in my sleep, the world can hear me begin to speak
nevermore, nevermore
let alone may i dream
left alone i shall not wake
not even dantes message can save me now
the last drag has been taken
12/6/12
a great story is never created over night, if this were the case than those few loving individuals in my past and all the great friends that surronded us would have had a happy ever after relationships with me. but tht girl who i drove thru night with my top down, couldnt love me, nor could i love the girl who grew up loving everything i was at one time for her. People will always be who they are, wonders so fasinating when thought of they continue to make our heads spin. While our heads are spinning though, just as time and space developed our lives before, so to do they now. Im falling apart, im being streched and ripping at the seams. New scars are forming where the old remain. and you cant seem to get it through your head… people never change, only does yours and their perception.
THIS IS MERELY A STAGE IN AN UNCOMPLETED MASTERPIECE, SHALL WE BE THE NEXT PIECE?
