It bears down on me

like so much pressure

pushing, ever pushing

never letting up.


School, work, family

always something to do

never any rest or peace

even in my dreams.


Overwhelming pressure

leaving dents

in my mind, my heart, my soul

getting deeper all the time.


Smothering, getting sick

no strength to push back

going under

and no one sees.



Self preservation
selfishly existing
thoughts of oneself
Insulated ambiguity
emotional icebergs
feelings for none
Nothing shocking
without care
focused on you
helping none
feigning ignorance
they don’t matter



So much gone
never to be found
not enough tomorrows
for the lost

Searching in vain
frantically running
seeking something
always lost

Plugging the holes
it never holds
over and over you try
still lost

No more tomorrows
time far gone
remaining empty
forever lost



It takes courage to speak
silence is easy
quiet is not hard to do
voices take work
speak faith
speak pain
speak help
speak torment
these are the hard things
silence faith
quiet pain
silence help
quiet torment
these are easy to do
It takes courage to speak
open your mind
expose your soul
feel something
Speak your courage



Reaching out for a hand
to hold as we fall
hoping it will save
wishing, knowing not at all

What if the hand’s not there
how then do we survive
when we are all that’s left to hold
do we remain alive

Is there any way to tell
what tomorrow brings
will we awake
when the alarm bell rings

We keep reaching
looking to find hope
just tie a knot
at the end of your rope



Day one filled with hope
no losses yet incurred
fresh beginnings at the start
last year’s season blurred

First pitch, first hit, first run
all brand new again
always optimistic
hoping for the win

Days go by as summer comes
win or lose still we hope
more losses than wins some weeks
and then we mope

Season end draws ever near
we hope the postseason to play
whatever comes for our team
optimistic we remain each day


To begin
start out fresh
anew, renew

Forget yesterday
tomorrow too late
now, today

Past mistakes
future is unknown
ready, set

Seek truth
found in yourself
believe, trust


Horribly beautiful
in all it’s glory
inspiration one moment
desperation the next
painted with
telling brush strokes
the truth never
quite revealed
horribly beautiful
this thing called life


Last one
countdown begun
year’s final day
made its way
some here some gone
with friends or all alone
taking stock counting down
some smile some frown
looking forward glancing back
what you’ve got or what you lack
holding on or letting go
what you do or don’t know
precipices of future loom
live in joy or doom
choice is yours to make
steps you choose to take
come now this final day
then new dawn new way


Mind full of chaos
life full of stress
pushing for the surface
always swimming

Searching for sleep
looking for peace
trying to catch a breath
always swimming

Sorting things out
picking and choosing
cutting through the waves
always swimming

Finding few answers
reaching ever forward
working just to stay afloat
always swimming

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