when safe is just a state of mind…

this blog is just for me nowadays.

i guess i’m ok with that.

i’m not sure who i’m talking to.

most likely just myself.

I can see the ghost of you,
Lingering and looking in the city
Among the bright lights and fast cars,
And I pray to you, forget me.

The storefronts and the people here,
They feel so cold for all their light:
Fluorescent and unfeeling but everlasting
Like your thoughts for me, they pierce the night.

I see your ghost in the waves,
Breaking upon the sand and I
Am almost moved by the way
Each wave comes so far, only to die.

Each wave dissolves into rolls and swirls,
And my thoughts of you do the same,
But there’s a lasting pain in watching
The sentiments wash and drift away.

I see your ghost in the trees,
And you are dancing in the leaves,
And for once you seem so free.
I pray to you, please forget me.

The trees shed all leaves and protection,
And they are left bare every fall,
And they trust to the spring and I can see you
Hoping as well, but your hopes grow so small.

Please just forget me,
I am so tired and I know you are too.
If you only forget me,
There’s nothing else we can do.
So please just forget me.

there is no point in standing in the past because it is over and done…

yawn

mornings aren’t my favorite

but today is pretty nice.

This ride I am taking now
Feels like it should be my last,
And my eyes focus on the ground,
For my fear of anything moving fast.

But the rain taps upon the automobile,
As if to remind me that I
Am not alone just yet, no matter how it feels,
That if by no one else, I am loved by the sky.

songs are like birds flying upwards over the mountain…

i love my girlfriend more than i realize sometimes.

it’s one of those things where it just suddenly hits you at random points during the day

like it’s too good to be true.

sigh

i wrote a poem with rhythm and meter

gasp!

Autumn carries petals fallen from flowers
Swiftly past my window and in this hour
Light plays down through swaying branches of trees,
Splashing patterns that light and brighten me.

Rays of sunlight cast my love for autumn
Into sharp relief yet my heart beats solemn
For the waning summer season’s tender wind,
And the coming winter with its unwelcome kin.

Ice that breaks the earth and cracks my lungs dry,
Bites from freezing cold winds sting my skin alive.
Still, now Mother Nature gently rises,
She remains at peace, aware of no surprises.