... and I digress

Read My Lips

We all do it.

You're driving in your car and a song comes on and you only know half the words, but you pretend to sing the whole thing, knowing your friend won't notice you really don't know the words. Yet, if you had a deaf friend, you couldn't get away with that. Cause most likely they'd know how to read lips, lol.

Winter Heat

I loved you

Never in love with you

Knew I could be

Still do

Wasn’t meant to be

But it could have been

Didn’t feel free

A dolphin with one fin

I don’t regret a thing

I regret it all

Made me want to sing

Made me want to fall

Opened my eyes

Closed my eyes

Absolutely no lies

So many cries

I walk in contradiction

This life is fiction

A dream within a dream

Reality isn’t what it seems

I will love again

I will never love at all

I will live in fear

Will I ever live at all?

Exploring the Infinite Abyss

I'm having ONE OF THOSE DAYS:

 When you want to jump out of bed and take on the world
 When I find so much love in nature, I wish I knew how to share it with others
 Where I want to go out and help everyone
 I want to share my trials and tribulations and encourage others through theirs
 I want to soar through the sky
 I want to create and invent new thoughts and ideas, new projects
 I want to tell everyone I know how much they truly mean to me
....and more

These are also feelings I get when I drink good coffee : )

חדש בתחילת

White and glowing far above my reaching hands

Powdered material, touched but untouched

Has kept every promise and hence is my lover

Though your alluring beauty took that away

The first to notice it’s importance to me, was you

So I gathered up more selflessness and love then folded it in your hands

Falling asleep to the bright, goodnight, outside my window

Thoughts of you ruminated with the silhouettes of love on my wall

The love mixed together like the browns, reds, and yellows of fall

They fell, fast, they fall

Was it ever love at all?

Attempting to scrape them off the cold pavement

Finding myself striving to return them to their complacent home

Searching my hands for mere revival

Yet met with fear and bloody tears

Days were met with fewer and fewer colors

Till there was no leaf left

Only barren, lonely trees reminding me that life goes on

To allow the wind to pay it’s respects

Revealing my dark, silent silhouette

My love still yells for me from the black sky above

With it’s bright, perseverant light
Though my eyes no longer search for him
My lover still says, goodnight....goodnight

Just a dream within a dream

"you're going to be like this..... (forever)?" Though she never got to the "forever" part because half way through the question, she realized how rude it was to ask that. To ask that question would be like asking me if I would have brown eyes forever or if I was going to be white forever. As if it was a part of me that was easily changeable. Sure I could just "change" but I would be lying to everyone, especially myself and I couldn't live with that.

Distant Lover

I will leave like every time before
Nothing but dry, dead, green grass
The wind will pick up and fly
There's no reason to try

I've folded my clothes right this time
Used the bleach and the cleaner
Thick lines between you and I
Twenty feet of mysterious static

You're the perfect height
Energy always at full charge
Your favorite drink is a Dr. Pepper
Two week old, white paint, still streaks your hair
You smoke half a cigarette every time you light up
Have two beautiful children waiting at home
With the third now developing a nose, eyes and ears
And you sold your wedding ring only to buy it back

This is the way everything should be
No trace left behind
Was there ever even a trace at all?

I'll shut the door for the hundredth time
Only closing it slowly to breath in the last scent of memories
The sun will shine and the birds will still chirp
My hands will let go and the balloons will soar off into the sky
A celebration of an ending and a beginning to come

We are. We are.

They say. I say.
Stop thinking.
The loss of thought is ignorance and stupidity.
Don't feel.
The loss of feeling is numbness, pushing it down further.
Don't cry.
The loss of tears is vulnerability.
Don't frown.
The loss of a smile is an old, wrinkled face.
Be strong.
The loss of strength is weakness.
Don't love.
The loss of love is emptiness.
Be fake.
The loss of "being fake" is being real.
Don't be real.
The loss of "being real" is a false reality.
The loss of reality is psychosis.