Damn Regret

Sit, pretend, and listen to the sound of your concious playing a melody to persuade you to let go of that damn regret. You regret it once or twice, the feeling starts out nice, then you think of it in spite, damn regret. It's in the past, there's nothing ahead to be seen, so let go of these damn regrets. Can't change the past but you can mold your future, just be bold and let go of these regrets, damn regret.

Heart-Ache

Somedays I lay awake
Writing of heart-ache
& as the time flies by
I close my eyes.
The burning of my eyes
Symbolizes my tired side
Yet the burning of my heart
It tears me apart

Solace in a Bottle

Solace in a bottle that's clear in colour, warm up my chest and help me forget. I'll hold you close to me, drunken with this warm fire in my chest. I can count on you to be clear and pure, cause she was just a ghost of a good thing, but I believed in it so much. Tonight I'll use this bottle to chase away the ghost of that once good thing. Tears cloud my eyes as this clear liquor says my last good-bye.

Hollywood Ending

Twisted, mangled and broken with sirens and lights all around, yet I couldn't hear a sound. Just like a scene from a horrific movie, this was the Hollywood ending of my life as I knew it.

"The street lights were carrying me home through the night when a drunken driver almost ended my life. I was living on the bright side, when all of a sudden it went black and white. Officer, tell me, why is it so quiet."

As the policeman tried to answer, nothing, not even a slight whisper rolled off his tongue though his mouth seemed to be moving slower than ever. His attention deviated elsewhere, and he began to think to himself.

"It's times like these that I turn my back on my faith, with all its pieces on the floor, like this broken glass covering the dashboard. Lord, please tell me why I'm here tonight. Why's everything so blurry? Did someone turn off the street lights or am I losing my sight? Please Lord, help me fight for my life."

"Son can you hear me? What day is it?" the policeman frantically asked me, trying to keep me conscious until the ambulance came to try to be my rescue. With so many things running through my mind it was hard to answer that simple question, "what day is it?" It was Saturday, but I couldn't help but think of what the day actually was. Ironically enough, when the accident occurred, I happened to be listening to the song, Stay or Leave by Dave Matthews. It sang of my life as it was tonight, so my answer to the policeman coincided with the song.

"Today's the day she left. Did I do all that I could to keep her happy? I mean, I remember when we would dance, we'd dance all night and everyone wanted to be us... yet now we're broke, done, out for the count. Why? I mean what caused this... just seems like yesterday, yesterday we were happy as two can be..."

No matter how loud I tried to talk, it seemed he couldn't hear a word I was saying...

I began to pray, asking the Lord why it had to be this way

Futile At Best

I'm the shadow of a man
Though flawed in many ways
I look up to Your heavenly rays

And so rarely in this world
Are chances given twice,
So tell me, why was I so nice?

Was I wrong to ask this much of you?
Just know my words are true,
I would have shined for you.

Mark my words,
Somethings about to break,
You've got one last dance, so take a chance.

I gotta push the peddle down,
Punch it to the floor,
Just to gently knock on your door.

I tried so hard,
Yet my attempts,
Were futile at best.

So I guess this is good-bye
After all these broken lies,
It's good-bye.

The Seasons

- The Seasons -
You can change the world, but it will change again. You can change yourself and stay true till the very end. Everything starts with one step; so begin in the right direction. Things don’t always make sense at this point in our lives, but the knowledge comes in the form of the changing of the seasons. Take a walk outside and listen to the breeze as it floats through the leaves of the trees, it'll tell you the secrets kept of the world, and someday you'll figure it out.

- “Focus is a constant to life, but it positive must be in order to succeed.” - Matt Shannon

The Love/Hate Impulse

One of the most amazing things that we as humans have in us is what we've call love. It's not an emotion that is needed for survival, that emotion is lust. So why are we embedded with such an overwhelming feeling such as love if it is not a necessity for us to survive? It's such a complex emotion that changes many people's life each day. Love can bind two people together, while it's opposite condition will further the distance. I can say I'm pretty sure that I've felt the feeling of love and hate so far in life. Both of which are very complex and intense emotions. Hate does not aid the survival of life either, so why do we feel both of these emotions? An argument can be made talking about why we feel these emotions involving Jesus and the Devil, but since such things dealing with religion are perceptive, and change from person to person, it's save to say that argument is perceptive to your own belief on religion with heaven or hell. How did such complex emotions come to be?