We do things we change
We change our minds.
We change things we do
We compromise.
Take a step down
Pass yourself around
We do things we change
We change our minds.
We change things we do
We compromise.
Take a step down
Pass yourself around
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Fall Together
Do we fall together?
She asks as if she doesn't know
Or do you watch me fall
And slowly back away?
Will we ever agree?
She asks as if she wants to know
Or will you always fight
Against my fantasy?
Have we ever walked together?
She knows there was a time
When heart and soul and mind
Behaved as one.
So am I crazy now?
She speaks only to herself
Wishing someone could
Answer back.
She asks as if she doesn't know
Or do you watch me fall
And slowly back away?
Will we ever agree?
She asks as if she wants to know
Or will you always fight
Against my fantasy?
Have we ever walked together?
She knows there was a time
When heart and soul and mind
Behaved as one.
So am I crazy now?
She speaks only to herself
Wishing someone could
Answer back.
Common Denominator
You are the common denominator.
You are the reason for your angst.
You are why you are here.
You are your problem.
Cycling around again and again.
bliss..content..fear..panic..rejection
You sabotage your own success.
You destroy your future.
You slaughter your potential.
You create your circumstances.
fear..panic..rejection
You are the reason for your angst.
You are why you are here.
You are your problem.
Cycling around again and again.
bliss..content..fear..panic..rejection
You sabotage your own success.
You destroy your future.
You slaughter your potential.
You create your circumstances.
fear..panic..rejection
Sunday, October 2, 2011
Dust
Crushing the eggshells.
Watching them crumble through my fingers.
I peer into your steely blue eyes.
And catch glimpses of fire.
Flames of your spirit.
Dying.
Fear engulfed by resolve.
Resolve overtaken by fear.
Strength suppressed by frailty.
Frailties shattered by strength.
Grinding the eggshells to powder.
Watching it blow in the wind.
And I blow to help it along.
And wonder why I miss it so.
Flames of my spirit.
Dying.
Watching them crumble through my fingers.
I peer into your steely blue eyes.
And catch glimpses of fire.
Flames of your spirit.
Dying.
Fear engulfed by resolve.
Resolve overtaken by fear.
Strength suppressed by frailty.
Frailties shattered by strength.
Grinding the eggshells to powder.
Watching it blow in the wind.
And I blow to help it along.
And wonder why I miss it so.
Flames of my spirit.
Dying.
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