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When the silence gets too loud
Old wounds start to bleed
Your demons are exposed
And start to feed
Chest tightens. Breaths get faster.
Heart races.
I can't breathe.
"You're worthless."
The voices...
The pain goodbyes bring
For then the air thins-
and it’s a little harder to breath.
Every heartbeat stings
The tongue goes wild
All you can say is
La vida es bella!
The most important thing we've learned,
So far as children are concerned,
Is never, NEVER, NEVER let
Them near your television set --
Or better still, just don't install
The idiotic thing at all.
In almost every house we've...
He was a mountain,
A lion; but to us
A tuft of wool
He’d thrust me up
Like a flightless bird
Back to him I fell
Taught me kindness and pride
In the works of one’s hand
He knew when to lift me up
When to...
When a top the world you be
Before you all of life you see
You ask just like me
Is this all there is?
When before her you stand
And see you in a future land
Questions come to mind
Could she be all there is?
Where i would have fallen,
Now I only stumble
To the brother I would have struck
I suffice with an insult
I am yet to turn the other cheek
Or take a brother the extra mile
It may only have been yesterday
When I was...
There are too many kids in this tub
There are too many elbows to scrub
I just washed a behind that I'm sure wasn't mine
There are too many kids in this tub.
Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink
Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain;
Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink
And rise and sink and rise and sink again;
Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath,
Nor clean...
Every sunrise the sunflowers open their arms
Calling, beckoning at the golden sun
Hoping the sun waves or winks back
But the sun just slides along
Too proud to care at the fragile flowers.
At sunset the moon consoles the...
He wanders slowly,
hands in his pockets,
eyes tracing the faces
frozen in time,
their stories reaching out
from the quiet walls.
The floor creaks softly beneath him,
but the air feels heavy
weighted with...
Come live with me, and be my love;
And we will all the pleasures prove
That hills and valleys, dales and fields,
Woods, or steepy mountain yields.
And we will sit upon the rocks,
Seeing the shepherds feed their flocks
By...
He walks the path, feet light, yet sure,
Balancing life on rails obscure.
The sun hums soft in golden tones,
A fleeting warmth he calls his own.
Illusions dance, they pull, they sway,
Yet he won’t let them lead...