i worry
that the quiet
i want to have with you
is at odds
with the loud
you want to have with me
i worry
that the things
i want you to say
will put pressure on
the things you already say
causing you to say
nothing at all
i worry
that all the things
i want to do for you
won't get done
in enough time
for you to realize
what you mean to me
i worry
even though you smile
and say
"Don't worry."
i've been so wrong before
convince me
that the worry i feel
is nothing more
than my own imagination
(show)
Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Saturday, November 9, 2013
my other life
in my other life
i can do anything
i want to do
i can speak to anyone
and understand them
i can learn from everyone
and remember the lessons
i can bring hope to the heartless
love to the lonely
and a smile on the face
of the hungriest soul
in my other life
i can be
whoever i want to be
but i'll never be good enough for you
one day
i will learn
that pleasing you
is impossible
one day
i will learn
i'm not the one
who can save you
the day i realize
that you're not worth
the trying
will be the day
that my other life
begins
but not to-day
(no)
i can do anything
i want to do
i can speak to anyone
and understand them
i can learn from everyone
and remember the lessons
i can bring hope to the heartless
love to the lonely
and a smile on the face
of the hungriest soul
in my other life
i can be
whoever i want to be
but i'll never be good enough for you
one day
i will learn
that pleasing you
is impossible
one day
i will learn
i'm not the one
who can save you
the day i realize
that you're not worth
the trying
will be the day
that my other life
begins
but not to-day
(no)
Friday, November 8, 2013
her pen
mightier than the sword, i am
strength passed from hand to hand
coveted by old school writers
loved by wandering poets
she seeks me out
in troubled times
to scribble madly
across the page
looking for a meaning
to all the madness
looking for a reason
for all the sorrow
spilling my ink
along with her tears
day after day
in sun so bright
night after night
in her hunt for the moon
and all the sensibility it brings
(write)
strength passed from hand to hand
coveted by old school writers
loved by wandering poets
she seeks me out
in troubled times
to scribble madly
across the page
looking for a meaning
to all the madness
looking for a reason
for all the sorrow
spilling my ink
along with her tears
day after day
in sun so bright
night after night
in her hunt for the moon
and all the sensibility it brings
(write)
Thursday, November 7, 2013
hardships
letter to letter
phone call to
phone call
flickering images
night after night
trying to keep close
emails that talk about
past endearments
songs sent back and forth
trying to trigger memories
trying to keep it real
love spread thin
between far cities
waiting for the recharge
of reconnection
trying to keep it alive
knowing that
what we hold inside
is worth all the hardships
we see
trying so hard in trying times
....to keep love free
(hold)
phone call to
phone call
flickering images
night after night
trying to keep close
emails that talk about
past endearments
songs sent back and forth
trying to trigger memories
trying to keep it real
love spread thin
between far cities
waiting for the recharge
of reconnection
trying to keep it alive
knowing that
what we hold inside
is worth all the hardships
we see
trying so hard in trying times
....to keep love free
(hold)
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
gathering goodbyes
i'm going to store up
all the goodbyes
that we say to each other
and hold their lessons within
the happy goodbyes
with giggles
and promises of another day
the sad goodbyes
with tears
and pleas for one more chance
the sudden goodbyes
that squeeze
all the joy from my heart
the long goodbyes
that comfort
all the fears from my mind
i'm going to gather up
all the goodbyes
that we said to each other
and draw their strength within
.....and wait for love again.....
(grow)
all the goodbyes
that we say to each other
and hold their lessons within
the happy goodbyes
with giggles
and promises of another day
the sad goodbyes
with tears
and pleas for one more chance
the sudden goodbyes
that squeeze
all the joy from my heart
the long goodbyes
that comfort
all the fears from my mind
i'm going to gather up
all the goodbyes
that we said to each other
and draw their strength within
.....and wait for love again.....
(grow)
conceal
you can't
understand
what i feel inside
no matter how much
i explain
you won't
listen
to what matters to me
no matter how much
i cry
so i'm hiding my heart
for another day
i'm keeping my feelings
inside
until the day
i can find someone
to listen to me
until i can find
someone who'll try
i only hope
i can find the way
back to my heart
when the right one goes walking by
(hide)
understand
what i feel inside
no matter how much
i explain
you won't
listen
to what matters to me
no matter how much
i cry
so i'm hiding my heart
for another day
i'm keeping my feelings
inside
until the day
i can find someone
to listen to me
until i can find
someone who'll try
i only hope
i can find the way
back to my heart
when the right one goes walking by
(hide)
Monday, November 4, 2013
blank sheet
sometimes
the hardest challenge
in my life
is a blank sheet
of paper
with nothing to guide
but the will
to let go what's within
is stronger than
anything outside
and again i write
making sense
out of the nonsense
that fills my days
making hope
out of the troubles
that bleed through
restoring and
renewing what's
within
pushing darkness
out
until the sun comes again
(true)
the hardest challenge
in my life
is a blank sheet
of paper
with nothing to guide
but the will
to let go what's within
is stronger than
anything outside
and again i write
making sense
out of the nonsense
that fills my days
making hope
out of the troubles
that bleed through
restoring and
renewing what's
within
pushing darkness
out
until the sun comes again
(true)
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