Slice

What do we do 

When our cup is full

Take a drink

Wait for the glass to break

Shake 

Make a mess

Destroy the peace

Nothing is enough

Take a slice

The whole cake

You deserve it

Go ahead and cut

Take a slice

It's what you deserve

Never enough

Does the other shoe drop

Does dread follow fear

Right behind happiness

Take a step  back

Take a drink

Have a laugh

Nothing gets 

Better 

Nothing gets worse

We have today

Not tomorrow

Too far

Take a step back

Don't trip

Don't stumble

Don't rot away

While you wait for life 

What you have been  waiting for

Not here

Haven't seen it

Go away

Step back in the shadows

Hide your face

I still see you 

I'm laughing

Your not

Day breaks 

More time  

Might be better

Might be worse

Might be the same for a while

A repeating pattern

A galloping horse

Each day

That happens 

We write our life

We drink from our glass

We drop shoes

We look around

For someway

To make life work

To take back mistakes

It doesn't work

To dig a hole

To make a mark

To take something we want

Take it for ours 

Who cares who we hurt

Have another one

Who cares

Your life is Now

What you make it Here

What lies you tell

What truths you hold

Inside your soul

 Makes you here 

Makes you whole

Making schemes

Making dreams

Making things happen

By manipulations

You might think

A clever being 

It doesn't matter

Time holds up

Time and patience

Build a foundation

Hard as stone

Make it stick

A hollow life

Holds  nothing more

 Pockets of air

Empty

Alone

Your plastic throne

Tipped over

Just take a drink

It's right here

Where you reside

Inside self

Inside home

Another Pretty Day

This is happiness
On which to dream, to live, to heal a shattered soul
To walk on air, surrounded in light
An earthly heaven, a lovely grace
Happens to be you, and you him
One without the other, seems incomplete
Shattered circle of love, if it weren't so;
Misery, broken and without hope
Swimming blue, safe surrounded by water kind;
Peace waves from the sky, streams of clouds peach;
I can feel the warm sky melting every night, like sorbet
A welcoming waking, saying Good Morning;
Welcome to another day here, on Cloud Nine
Another day since birth is here, graciousness ensues 
Circle of sun is fire, light and life
Each day feels like heaven itself,  we make this entropy happen
Warmth we exude becomes love, creates reality that feels like bliss

NOTES

BAND AND BANG
SCREAM AND SCREAM
WHISTLE AND WHISTLE
CLANG IRON
AGAINST IRON
THE LOWEST RING
SHRILLY THEY DELIVER THE MESSAGE
A HEAVY HEART
DESPAIR
 INSIDE
KNIFE EMOTION
THE BAND PLAYS ON
AND STILL WE CAN HEAR PAIN SINGING
AM I WORTH A THING
AM I WORTH ANYTHING AT ALL
I ASK MYSELF INSIDE
THE NOTES BANG AND HURT
A SHRILL NOTE INSIDE THAT STINGS WITH PAIN
WITH PAIN
WITH PAIN
WITH PAIN
AND STILL WE TAKE LOVE IN
WE TAKE LOVE IN
WE GO ON WITH EACH DAY
TO TAKE LOVE IN
AND ABSORB THAT PAIN
HEARTS SWELL WITH PAIN
THE MISERY OF THE WORLD
IT SWELLS WITH PAIN
AND CONTINUES TO GIVE AND CONTINUES TO TAKE
MAYBE
ONE DAY
WE WILL FEEL GOOD ENOUGH
FOR WHAT
FOR GOD?
FOR LOVE?
FOR ANOTHER?
FOR OUR MOTHERS?
FOR THE CHURCH?
A CAUSE?
THE HUMAN RACE?
IS THAT GOOD
IS THAT ENOUGH
WHAT COMPLEX
WHAT COMPLEX DO YOU THINK I HAVE?
THE ONE I KNOW
I KNOW INSIDE MYSELF
SHE IS ME
SHE IS I
SHE FEELS THAT WAY
SOMETIMES
THAT NEVER GOOD ENOUGH
IS WHATS INSIDE
WHAT DO YOU SEE?
WHAT WE MAKE OURSELVES?
WHAT WE BECOME?
WHO WE ARE?
OUR HEARTS DON'T LIE
AND ONLY GOD CAN SEE
WHAT IS INSIDE
US
WE KNOW WE KNOW AND SO DOES
THEY SWELL WITH LOVE
THEY SWELL WITH PAIN
NOT GOOD ENOUGH
NOT GOOD ENOUGH
NOT GOOD ENOUGH
NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR WHO
NO GOOD ENOUGH FOR WHO
AND EACH NOTE BANGS AWAY THE PAIN
AND EACH TEAR WASHES IT AWAY
IT HURTS TO SCREAM
IT HURTS TO CRY
SO LOUD
YOUR HOARSE
AND ONLY SLEEP WILL TAKE AWAY THE PAIN
BATHES AWAY THE HURT
PURIFIES OUR HEARTS FOR MORE
FOR MORE AND MORE AND MORE AND MORE
NOTES TO FILL
NOTES FALL TO THE FLOOR

Self/Self

There is a monster inside US

Inside of me,  inside of you

Inside of each individual

With an inherrent desire to BE

Each proposon, walking this Earth

We are all responsible

For the person we are

For our own monster inside

On one half It and on the other Good

Good and Evil

A balance that happens with the effect of science

One takes and one gives, opposites react

Make choices with that, and with it comes circumstance

It just is the way it is

That's what happens, It's logic and fact

Black and white, a changing  identity

Each of us struggles with who we are, our circle turns

Every soul  has been, since  Dinosaurs left  Earth

Each one of us  unique, no two exactly alike

Our actions just are, that is how we live.

 Isn't it, after all?

Choices happen that form a Life, our own

Chain reaction events, that happen, each second we ARE here

 Reprucussions, in chaos

We argue about where we go after Life,

 that is a common difference

 but right now is the time we are here

Some actions we have control of, others happenstance

Who we are, who we are in charge of, Our selves

The way that we happen, the moment that we are born

The first breath that we take, starts time for a persona

To develop and grow

We become who we are,  choices dictate self

A moral compass inside, that's either nourished or emotionally starved

 Inside our Self is the black the white the good the bad a circle of Life

For a reason, that reason is circle, and that reason is balance

 

 

 

 

 



Red Mountain House Nightmare

When the dreams break, continues uninterrupted
In my sleep, I wake, for a brief moment
Close my eyes, and see the continuation
of my Nightmare, still alive, still real inside my mind
I can't hold back sleep, it's live and it's me
In color, I see every detail, as if it were happening, happening to me
The red mountain house, large windows that face the forest surrounding
Two little dogs, yelping and running in the mud, we kept them in
A chained link gate
A mans legs, I couldn't see his face
A massive walking stick, up the stairs he went
What happens next, terrifies me now
Even in broad daylight
Yet I know
Only a dream
Right?
So clear it happened in my mind, the memory is real
It happened to my soul
Somehow
I knew
I knew that my friend and I must go
Must quietly leave this Red Mountain House
The blood I knew was to be spilled
Upstairs he did go
Walking stick
I couldn't hear it through the house
But could see it through the window
The windows facing the forest
The views vast, for the beauty
So quietly I told her
So quietly we crept
Past the chain link fence
With the little dogs
Quiet at least
Fear pressed us
Pushed behind at us
Creeping in like a feeling
That leaves your skin crawling
That leaves you feeling sick
Into the car away we drove
Away from the fear
Away from the man
Safely along
The dream ended
I woke up
Stood in the darkness and thought
Of what had just happened
To me, it felt
Wrong
I knew it was just a dream
But it made me feel ill
Like it had just happened
Not an illusion
Very real
As I drift off to sleep
Close my eyes
I'm inside the house
The room where it happened
Dark
The moonlight the light
The rooms a maze of windows
Dark corners and stairs
I don't know why I am here
WHY AM I IN THIS HOUSE
WAITING FOR HIM TO RETURN
HE KNOWS I AM HERE


This was a dream, an interruption and a dream I had last night.
Sometimes, my nightmares leave me shaking
It was Cheyanne with me in the dream, but she didn't say a word the entire time
She  drove the car, opened the gate, and probably shushed the dogs for us.
This is probably one of the creepiest dreams I have ever had.

Small Note

Locked in Love, savoring each moment we have
Feels like molasses, like taking a long time to laugh, or  notice a joke
I know that we get each other, we see eye to eye
Like a shoe and a sock one fits right inside the other
Right and Left, His and Hers, I guess we can't help it
The way God intended, when he saw us , and us together He must have saw
And what harm do you intend us, Hands of Fate?
So far all seems more than well, the gods of fortuitousness smiling down upon us
Simplicity is blissful, easy for Happiness and Fortune to find

Open door I see

When I think, inside a dream, I am awake in body
My mind is asleep , away from the here and now
I may be dreaming awake
The door closed shut, I can't see you
I see nothing but the thoughts inside my head
Twirling around
To dream and think, to not be in the present moment
Wherever that may be.
When the back door of my mind opens up, to think
Outside the box, my imagination is
Not here certainly; my dreams awake come naturally
They can dream of dragons, they can dream of fear, they can dream
Of you, in another time, in another dimension
Another place, one that doesn't exist, anywhere except my dreams 
Perhaps one where things happen differently, one choice different may lead
To infinite possibilities
We have great control, over our own paths, in reality
But dreaming awake affords times and places, anyplace imagination will take us
Just a set of thoughts strung together, they form a story, a picture, a movie
A whole new place aside from  the dreariness of everyday we face
A joke can happen, then you laugh inside your head
I tell a story to myself that only I can hear, that only I can see
My mind is full of visions of memories, that only I have ever seen
Intrigued and enlightened, sometimes
When the time is right, to lay around a dream
Wherever I am, I know, I can go inside my mind
And find a place of dreams