6.7.19

Dreams become simpler as we age
Once I wanted a million stars
In my hands, twinkling forever

Now you lay your head in my lap
And fall asleep before me
As I write variations of our story

Maybe one day people will read
It’ll bring them a peace
When the skies are stormy

He owed it to her to watch all the way through. 

Sometimes love is wild and passionate
Sometimes it’s sweet and slow
Sometimes it’s letting you sleep
And guarding your sweet repose

The first humans killed with their hands. The last will, too.

6.5.19

Please be real
Be true
Forever is a long time
Without you

He wrapped himself in the comfortable blanket of anonymity and bourbon. 

The good, the bad
The indifferent
We’ll deal with it all
Just stay with it

Each problem had a solution and an equation already written. 

A tightrope across an impossible chasm
Trust is a scary thing
Afraid to fall, afraid to live, afraid to try
Praying to live again

6.4.19

Doubt lingers like dead weight
Heavy, cracking the ribs
Shaking an taped together heart

Will you be there
Will you be real
Will you tell me
It’s okay to feel

If you’re here now then be here
Get rid of all the noise
You promised it’d be just us
You promised a lot
I’m afraid to ask
How many you broke
Along the way
Is it better to know
Or not know
I’ve never been good
At sticking my head
In the sand

So many questions I don’t want to ask

5.29.19

Draft four is done
Now to read and
Hope I am able
To write the cover

The world spins and sometimes
It twists in ways we don’t expect
Dizzy are those drunk in the heat
Praying for rain on city streets

We still have sweat to give.

Hurt never goes away
Every day becomes a
Choice to let the scars
Win or to take a risk
And try to love again

A real leader knows exactly how many people follow them, and why. 

Two months of physical therapy
Building back a broken body
And looking for a new home
May have me wishing for fall

There is never enough time

The floor is full of unpacked bags
A messy confluence of lives
Still unorganized yet hoping
They can be merged together
And if they’re lucky and true
Make each other better

5.17.19

I’m just here
Wondering
Why you arent
Where you said
You’d be
Again

Never trust a weapon you haven’t prepped yourself.

It’s cool
another broken
promise
that won’t
come back
to bite
one day

there’s never a good way to say we don’t have a future

There’s a simple kind of math that says
If you can’t hold to a simple promise
Or manage your drinking so you dont
Pass out often on stranger couches
Then you’re not ready for the real
Promises that come with a ring

Someone once said it’s better to die amongst honorable friends than live surrounded by enemies. The odds have never been worse and the stakes never higher, but that’s when we’re at our best. They fight for glory, for fame. We fight for each other, for the survival of 10 billion people on one planet, and countless more amongst the stars. The cause has never been greater, and this company of compadres never better suited to rekindle the fires of liberty and equality in a darkened galaxy.
My friends, these will be our finest hours.

Leaving in a tin can with wings
is the funniest thing
when it can make the heart sing
just because it brings us
from past to dreams
I have my fears
You’ve spilled tears
But you keep saying
None of that matters
You’re coming home
To me