Somewhere


unreal
If you close your eyes
And think really hard
Maybe you can go
Somewhere else

Where everything is different
And nothing is real
With just a thought
You can change how you feel

Time has no meaning
You just float along
Tomorrow never comes
Today is all there is

Where everything is different
And nothing is real
You alone determine
Everything you feel

Less


less
Only you can make you feel less than
what others think is not important
or what they say or do
how you feel is up to you

Let them think let them speak
let them show their immaturity
what you are what you feel
is contained within yourself

So they think you are less
they think they are more
realize that your power
lies inside of you alone

No one can make you feel anything
unless you give them the power to do so
only you can turn over that power
only you can make yourself less

Hopes


wings
With wings spread wide
waiting in the mind corners
in silent repose
hopes never ending

Burn


Heat filled days that smolder
the air lapping like tongues of flame
breathing becomes harder to control
each touch a burn to the skin

The flames continue into the night
nothing takes the burn away
now inside and out the fire consumes
rest and start again

The fuel of pent up yesterdays
waiting for the flames to lick
tasting the untouched the fire spreads
leaving behind only the smolder

In the embers the fire is still hot
hidden waiting for the next spark
the next breath so passionately breathed
the burn of this desire

Omission


Lies are not only those spoken
not only promises broken
also those kept hidden
omission and yet the same

The secrets kept in the dark
ones that eat away at the heart
knowing the truth saying it never
lies that reside in forever

Thinking it’s okay to keep them quiet
believing they are not really lies
because you never say them out loud
knowing they are yet keeping them still

It is the omission that tears the soul
eats away at the love that once was
even worse than those spoken
it’s the quiet lies that leave us broken

Happy


Whether or not one is happy is not a product of environment
what is happening to them, what they are going through
it has nothing to do with their struggles or joys
if someone hurt them or loved them

Whether or not one is happy has only to do with what they believe
what they allow to become manifest in their thoughts
what they allow to take over their minds
not their emotions, not their hearts

Whether or not one is happy is completely controlled within
it is not the without that affects how one feels
it is how they let the without affect how they think
happy is within their control

Just like being happy is within your control
what you think is manifest into how you feel
and no one, nothing, can make you feel anything unless you allow it
happy is as happy thinks….you choose whether or not to think happy

what will you choose today…..

Edges


Somehow the past remains at the edges
lapping against the mind as waves upon the sand
taking a bit here and a bit there leaving no trace
and yet you feel it there a shadow and a thought

You believe that you’ve moved beyond the past
that regret is not something you live with
but at the edges its cold and icy fingers reach in
and you can barely feel it

You work to stay in the center avoiding the dark edges
keeping the shadows of what was out of the what is
pushing down the memories pushing back on the waves
always reconstructing the wall

The memories they whisper they brush at your mind
each one growing fainter and yet the icy touch still there
time to push back move away towards the center
live as if they don’t exist

Almost


I almost said I loved you when you looked at me
those eyes that reached into my soul so deep
again when you stood so close I could smell your skin
almost said the words but no and then

I almost said I loved you when you took my hand
your fingers wrapped in mine I could hardly stand
and as you pulled me closer almost did I speak
but strong I remained even tho I was weak

I almost said I loved you when you kissed me so
soft and sweet long and lingering feeling it tips to toe
again as you kissed me over and over making it hard to breathe
the words almost spilled out I never wanted to leave

I almost said I loved you when you and I were one
wrapped around each other and others there were none
but I kept it hidden deep inside the words in silence held
and now that you are gone it seems it’s just as well

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