I don’t know whats going on inside my head.

Why some days you matter and others I could care less.

I’m in a back and fourth pull.

To give a damn or let go,

the latter probably better for myself.

I’ve committed so many times before.

But every time I leave, you come back for more.

Pull me back in never feels like a force of sin,

I wait for your call get nothing at all, but restless sleep and a defeat.

Today, I walk away.

Try to put you out of mind, so you can stop beating up mine.

Lay my heart to rest, alone on my own chest.

You used to make me smile,

but in the back of my head, its been a while.

the fountainhead

I loved this book and this excerpt from it always makes perfect sense to me.

“…What you feel in the presence of a thing you admire is just one word – ‘yes.’ The

affirmation, the acceptance, the sign of admittance. And that ‘Yes’ is more than an

answer to one thing, it’s a kind of ‘Amen’ to life, to the earth that holds this thing,

to the thought that created it, to yourself for being able to see it. But the ability to

say ‘Yes’ or ‘No’ is the essence of all ownership. It’s your ownership of your

function – the act of valuing. ‘Yes’ or ‘No’, ‘I wish’ or ‘I do not wish.’ You can’t say

‘Yes’ without saying ‘I.’ There is no affirmation with out the one who affirms. In

this sense, everything to which you grant your love is yours.”

Carry On

I’m not sure why I cross your mind,
or how we are staying intwined.
A chance encounter with a lasting effect.
Both moving forward but holding some piece of each other.
Is it just because we are each others last,
or is there something pulling, keeping a thread between our lives.
Something deep down keeps it alive.
Without obstacles I believe it remains,
to much thought pushes it away.
Somehow, someway, maybe one day.
Carry on, carry on,
Our paths we lay,
If they bring us together and cross,
That’ll be the only way.

Life is full of surprises

I don’t need you,

But I want you like it need to.

Words have no high, life is full of surprises.

I can tell you I never saw this coming.

Worried about high expectation,

Take the moment in, with no rush.

The bad balances the good,

and erases the thought of what could.

Everything doesn’t happen for a reason,

but timing can be spot on, when you always thought

they had it all wrong.

Life is full of surprises.

I am the tide, you are the moon.

You return with the best of intentions.

Swore you knew what went wrong,

Told me you could fix it before long.

Change doesn’t happen like the turn of a page.

You lie thinking you’ve got the gauge

to know what I need.

But I’m not so simple and never were you.

I don’t know why you thought this shift could stand through.

You pull me in and I just cant seem to escape.

I am the tide, you are the moon.

Wrong is where you left me.

You’ve lingered to long,

Somedays I believe your gone.

Wrong is where you kept me,

used is where you left me.

So could your soul leave this place?

Help me disappear your last embrace.

I want to be gone from you forever,

life for us was almost always a never.

A good fit with no grip,

two lost souls finding perfect molds.

But wrong is where you left me.