From which we look through,
On rare occassions.
Findng solace in the fact that they ARE so small,
Yet we can still see through them,
To the other side appears greener grass.
There is a reason they’re so small -
Nobody can fit through them,
Only see, barely.
Vague, unclear, uncertainty.
Finding a way through that window
Would have been nice,
Building it up, breaking it down,
Opening the space
To an opportunity you’d never think existed,
But there was a chance,
A small window of opportunity,
And a vast sea of possibilities,
Waiting to be explored.
The window is small,
Breaking the glass would cut
your arms, your legs,
your heart.
Small windows will occassionally
Open again,
In certain instances
Leading way to believing they were meant
Never to be ignored,
But fitting through is still tough.
Lift the shade,
Gauge the pain,
Let the light in,
Decide for youself
If you can live on the other side of the pane,
Rebuild a wall,
Restructure a home,
Relive a life,
Rebreathe new air
Through that small window.
She came home from her first day of middle school -
Told her mom she’d learned about math and science too
Mom said your hair doesn’t get wet -
Sitting and learning at a desk -
Mom knew she’d skipped off to the pool -
On her first day of middle school -
Like I’ve told you before,
Don’t you lie to me -
You better start remembering
Where were you on that Friday night -
We were gonna celebrate our anniversary right -
But I came home alone from the restaurant
Pulled up to the driveway
To find you kissing someone else good night -
I broke down and prayed to the Lord right there -
If only you’d start remembering -
It’s times like this, I start remembering -
The fun we’ve had just pretending,
What it’d be like when we are all grown up,
Trusting true love would be just enough -
There we were a young 75 -
Lookin back at the times we tried -
Stayin out too late at night -
Lovin each other till mornin light -
But now I look into your eyes -
You recall nothing about our lives -
You’ll go to the grave without knowing why -
I sit here knowing you’re going to die -
Not remembering how long we’ve tried -
I lay my head in my hands
And all I can do is cry -
Begging you to please start remembering…
Wrong roads,
Wrong lines,
Wrong finds,
Wrong places,
Wrong paths you shouldn’t have taken,
Leading way to
wrong choices,
Wrong voices,
Wrong faces,
Wrong dances,
Wrong romances,
Leaving bitter tastes
and rotten memories
That could all have been avoided
By taking precautions
and reading signs
Advising slippery slopes,
Sharp corners,
and all things considered,
Just wrong roads…
I’m not going to love you until you
change.
Until you find yourself,
Stop wandering around -
Find where you belong.
Until you realize what you need to do,
To bring us together.
I’ve never had the dreams
The ideas,
The desires to find
What I’ve been searching for
All my life,
Until you.
I’m learning life is a balance
Every day that I breathe -
The choices I once made
left tears on my sleeve.
But I’ve taken that step back,
to see what I need -
Now I’ve turned my world back around
so my baby has reason to believe…
Mindset twisted,
life contorted,
dreams intermixed
between partial reality,
and the truth that lies within.
Imaging a life less busy,
a time less demanding,
when decisions were made on a whim,
with no regards for actions.
Bad ideas bringing about
worse results,
feeling the tide swelling up
to you neck,
with feet tied to the bottom;
can’t swim,
tipping head to keep air
streaming in.
The tide will break,
and free breaths can be taken.
Inhale these deeply,
as your ideals are going
to have to change
to adapt to the new
environment you’ve put yourself in.
Keep in mind the tide’ll
roll back out,
and might just be
high enough this time,
to steal your last breath.
So take the time to loosen
the knots
around your ankles
and breathe.
Take in that clean air and
realize where you are in life,
and where you need to be
to get out of what you
never saw coming.
This tide will pass today,
but remember,
it’s coming back tomorrow.
Get out and look back,
to see what your life has
handed you,
and look forward to realize
what your life can become
by loosening the knots,
and bringing yourself back…
Bring me back
from where my mind
has run off the road,
twisted around trees,
bent around rocks.
I’ve been lost,
turning any way
but the right one.
I never thought that
finding my way
would entail
losing the path
I was put on to start.
I’d like to say I know
where the next leap
will put my feet;
the next corner
will bring about
a paved road to travel on;
or the final
bump
that has thrown me off
too many times,
and it will finally be,
the final one.
Sometimes people need
you to throw that buoy
out to sea;
and find what they’ve
been fishing for;
ironically capturing
that which you’ve
been searching for,
in all the wrong waters…
I can’t find it
in my heart to
break the news
break the heart.
I’d rather hide behind
what I don’t know,
breathing slowly,
hiding,
waiting,
cheating.
Knowing where it’ll
eventually lead me,
isn’t what is on my mind.
Finding what has always
been there;
a hole in my heart,
is going to sink this ship.
A war across worlds
resembles the war in her heart
as she knows what she’s done wrong,
and she’s knows that he’s done right.
She’s done it again,
took what she wanted,
and left the rest,
to be found,
lying there - exposed.
The touch of a woman
can be so soft,
so subtle,
that it’s easily
taken for granted.
But when it’s gone for good,
that which has been taken
for granted,
tastes so bittersweet;
choking on the love,
as it swells in the throat.
Perhaps it’d be better to
let it stay there,
steal your air,
heart beyond repair…
You might not understand,
but hey, I don’t expect you to…
Time went by,
your thoughts didn’t include me.
My thoughts, of you,
never really left.
Soon enough,
it was time to move on.
My heart had suffered enough,
and needed another to love;
I thought you’d do the same,
which drove me even harder
to find a way to fill this pain.
The plans we had made together,
we let slip through our
young fingers,
and while there were
others that thought
I was for them,
they lost,
and you won…
You did.
After you moved away;
after you had found
the arms of someone else,
to hold you like
I never would again.
You chose another life path,
and we quit talking.
I pretended as if you’d
quit breathing,
quit holding,
quit caring,
and I ignored you,
when you needed me most.
That sorrow will never fade.
Many years have gone by,
and I knew it was over,
but now,
we have a chance again.
You’re where you are,
and I’m where I’ve always been.
Keeping the door open
in my heart;
a door to which only
one has the key,
only one has ever held the key,
I lost,
but you won.
I remember all of our best times,
were when our hearts beat as one.
The time is on us now,
and the decisions we made
so long ago
are going to come
full circle,
when we both realize
that I’ve lost,
and you’ve won…
Out in the yard,
playing on the swings,
with a smile,
from ear to ear,
brightening my day,
everyday I’m here.
Touching a life like hers,
is the best thing
that I could hope for,
in any life,
from any past.
I look back at the choices,
I’ve made, and the
dreams I’ve built,
that all started with
one girl I hoped
would never leave.
But sometimes things aren’t
meant to turn out the
way you’ve played them
in your head everyday of
your life now.
The times I spent with her,
brings me to believe there is
a higher power;
shining down on me,
for some reason
blessing me, with His
greatest creation.
But then having her torn,
from my heart,
washed from my mind,
leads me to believe
that there is a time;
She’s given me a part of
her that I’ll never lose,
I’ll never cheat,
I’ll never slow,
in my love for this piece
of her.
I may not know how,
I may not know when,
but there will be another time,
when I touch your skin.
Our hearts will beat as one
Our lives will unfurl,
and I’ll finally say again,
that’s my girl…
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