19 November 2008

live, laugh, love.

Hear this, better yet hear me. Hear what I have to say and everything will be ok. I'll speak the truth of my perceptive thoughts; my truth to reality. Don't over complicate fate cause time on earth is short. Live and laugh and love with all you have, for these times will be all we ever have.

13 November 2008

Six Seconds

6 minutes off your life for ever light
the facts are abundant
there's nothing stopping you now
besides these poor excuses to continue
look at the facts and accept them
it's time to stop pushing them to the corner
cognitive dissonance is all it is

02 November 2008

time will tell

can you break someone down so much as to rewrite their philosophical outlook on life? and then again, would you want to? what good would rewriting someone's opinions do for life? the truth can be the hardest thing to keep from someone, but then again, when they throw it out without a second thought, whats the point? why alter life's amazing grace, especially if it's not your life to alter? sometimes the best solution to a problem is the hardest thing to do, stand by and allow time to take its toll.

26 October 2008

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