Smooth

Fingers blind feel the string

smooth cold metal sings

pressing , strumming until it comes

close to screaming moaning tones

same ol song

I find that even when we have no idea why we are hated someone always seems to know a good reason why . Mine is bigger than yours , yours is bigger than mine, if you have something i want then i should have it not you , if tomorrow comes is...n't it supposed to be mine , not meant for you. It maybe they wanted fame , it may be they hate the light to shine on anyone but them or it maybe they know more about a situation then we all do. Its sad that we cant all just get along, its sad that there is always going to be that same old song.

Dont let go

Fresh is a feeling that's addictive and new like leather smells or the feeling of broke in shoes but being unworn. Its the first feeling of excitement that will soon diminish if let to fade like being unborn. Jump up grab that bull by the horns.

Relationships

Its because of them and what was we which made us who you and me forever inside the mind beautiful sigh in hellos and goodbyes

unexpected sorrow

hearts ache , things imagined plans made
the sweat it took to make what
was thought would be great
today or tomorrow
there's always going to be unexpected sorrow
legs may be weak but still able to stand tall
walking past the beaten day for its only one not all

August 2 at 4:49pm ·

When death comes for a visit

Hair grown white years of growing. Grown children gathered around standing room only.

when the past hitch hikes

The past collides with the present , the future pushed forward, the wounds the healing , the here and now concealing , bruises , heartache , lying , truth be known , where really is home