Amiss

I had a funny dream this moring. I was in a field of tulips. Surrounded by every color imaginable. As I walked through the tulips I came about a beautifull butterfly. I wanted to catch it so I ran after it. No amount of effort on my part was enough to catch the butterfly. Yet, I was strangely at ok with that.

Have you ever?

Have you ever been a part of something that you thought would never end? And of course then it did. Have you ever had that feeling burning deep inside your soul? What would you do to get that feeling back? Can it fill that void deep inside your skin? Can it stop the pain?

Beer Me

How many drinks does it take to get to the center of your sorrows?

A Field of Red

I drive home among a field of red leaves.
One more year without her.
I miss her smile. I miss her laugh.
The trees lay bare of leaves like the landscape of my heart.

Tears

I saw tears in a little girls eyes. As she sought her teddy bear. She looked around frantically around the house. There was a heartfelt desperation in her eyes. I was moved to sadness, as I helped her look.

I miss her

She hurt me. Yet my heart cries out her name every day. I have great gashes on my soul, but I want her near me this very instant. She said goodbye...

Back from the Abyss

I'm back from the darkness,
not into the light,
but some place in between,
I feel cold and lost,
I need you to be my light.

Reflections

I saw you in my dream. I saw how you waltzed upon the summer night's sky. I tried to fly to the heavens after you. I had no wings to take me to you. You laughed and spun about. I didn't know if you laughed in merriment or at my sorrow. You looked splendid in that gown of enchanted stars. I still reach out to you.

I Cry

I shed tears everyday. They course deeply and flow constantly. I can not stop the tears. Come to me and wipe my tears away.

I need

I need you like the very air I breath. I need you. So come back to me. Let me hold you. I need you here. I need you now.

Meatloaf

On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?

I still dream of her

Her memory lingers on within the confines of my mind. I see her running away from my grasp in my dreams. I still taste her kisses on my lips. The warmth of her embrace makes me yearn for her. I still cry out her name as I wake from my slumber...

Listless in my sleep

I had this really bad dream last night. I was walking though a garden of stone. Headstones to be exact. Everyone I ever knew or would know was there. I walked on reading the names and every name had a memory that stabbed at me deeply.
I heard a voice telling me that I was destined to see them die one by one and never be able to lift a hand to stop it.