Jan 12

I Found the Road

I walked down the shaded road
The one with the heavily bent trees
The one with the course ground
The one where you find your true friends.

I found my own path
The one that leads next to you
The one that accepts me
The one that leads with no shame.

I believe in true beauty
And got the stars and moon
I got the sweet morning air
I got the love that I always wish for.

I lead my life through the bumps
And mistakes,
I let myself be strong
And take on those daggers.

I respected myself
And got the approval of me.

Jan 10

I want to be me

I fell asleep in your arms
Amidst all the chaos in the world
Despite the judgement
I leaned against you anyway.

My happiness does not lay at your feet
I lead my own life
My own interests
My own opinions,
Let my live my life so you can live yours.

Let me be
So I can sleep in your arms
Underneath the carefully chosen stars.
Let me find my own way
To find that one candle in the wind.

In your arms I slept
My mind quite, and letting go,
Letting go of my worries
Letting go of my fears.
Just one more thing,
I respect your help
But I just want to be me.

Jan 10

Rays of Sunshine

I lift my hand to the sky
Reaching for the clouds,
But I fall short and
Instead reach just above your head.
I am persistent and try again
This time I pull down the rays of sun.
The light plays between my fingers
The feeling of joy and happiness
Pulses through like a heartbeat.
I look around me and through the veils of light
I see grey, all color is gone, instead sadness lives in place.
Taking one last look I release the sun and spread happiness
To the places it hasn’t lived before
I watch in wonder as the world fills with colors
Brighter than before.

Jan 07

I miss you

I miss you more than anything
More than the waves that miss the shore
I wish with every last shooting star
That I could see you for just once more,
So I could gaze into those gentle blue eyes,
To get lost with you in time.
I would get to
Hear your loving laugh,
To feel your presents near mine.
I miss you more than two seconds ago
And I would give anything to see you again,
Just to see you one more time
And tell you that, I love you.

Jan 03

Hanging by a Thread

Hanging by a thread
It is all that I have left.
Above me is where I want to be,
And below is a dark pit that nobody knows.

I tried,
I tried so hard
But each and everyone came down hard
Smashing my soul to pieces.

If I were to do it again, I would,
But this time I would take you
The one I love.
I know that you would help,
Even if it cost you everything
Because you love me, and I you
But it was all my fault and you didn’t know.

Helpless I hang
My enemies would win again,
That pit begins to reach out
To my bare feet it wants.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

A hand pulls me up into the clear air,  
And the feeling of crashing through
The surface of water
Is very vivid.

I land on someone,
Looking down I see you.
A moment of silence and stillness,
And then time again.

You pull me against you
Jan 03

Best Dreams

Wind sharp as a knife
Whips at me making the pain last,
For what feels like eternity.
Each second taunts me,
Moving so slow that it feels like it is frozen,
And it very well might be in this weather.
I pull my coat closer
And imagine myself back inside, safe and warm.
But in reality I am chasing my dream,
A fierce and nearly impossible idea.
I fight harder this time
And let the wind beat my poor skin.
I look farther and see,
I am close to the end.
That seemingly long time is coming to a destination.
And I know now, that only the best dreams
Are worth fighting for.

Jan 03

Old forgotten souls

The worn books
Now fall apart when you open them.
The stories that used to sweep you in
Now lie in illegible ink.
The old forgotten souls that would create these paths
Leave a piece of them in the books,
Just so they would never be forgotten.
The books that used to live and breathe magic
Are overtaken and thrust to the side.
All until one little girl,
Eyes ever so curious,
Her fingers delicate and caring,
Lifts the book and finds a seat,
Her eyes put to work, reading, while the old souls
Get remembered once more.

Dec 31

Coffee and a Scone

Little bells ring as I open the door
The familiar smell of pastries and coffee
Gives me comfort as I walk to the counter
I order a scone and a coffee with cream and sugar
And I take a seat next to a window.
I take my scarf and jacket off and take a bite of scone
That sweet flavor could never be replaced
I look out the window
The snow still falling in big flakes
Big city lights flashing with adds for New Years
Satisfied I open up my book and let myself get absorbed.
Before I know it a whole hour has passed by
My coffee cold and empty
My scone nothing but crumbs.
I place a bookmark and go outside
Only twelve more hours until two thousand nineteen.

Dec 31


Wind howls through the frozen trees.
Icy snowflakes kiss my face.
Nights come to soon bringing the cold with it.
Together we will walk the streets.
Evergreen’s branches touch the course ground.
Remembering and waiting for this season to come again.
Dec 31

What if I told You

If I told you to listen carefully to what I have to say
Would you listen?
Or would you run away to the clouds
Letting your mind run free.
If I told you to take a walk with me,
Would you come?
Or would you leave me behind
In the dust wondering what just happened.
If I told you to hold me tight until the storm passed,
Would you?
Or would you go into the rain
Letting it soak you to the bone.
What if I told you that I love you,
Now what are you going to do?