Open Love and Unknown EvilYour Open Love and Unknown Evil
You always try to protect my heart with the silver lining of your love, but every once in a while you will mistakenly gut it open, watch it bleed, and the guilt that will overcome you brings you back to me and no matter how many times it takes, I will always forgive you and you will replace guilt with love once more and I will be safe in your arms again.
My Heart Falls in TearsWith Every Tear That Falls From My Eyes, A Piece of My Heart Falls With It
Clear and Wet
Crying, Falling, Weeping
Storms and Clashing
Lightening, Thundering, and Pouring
Visible but Unknown
Cold, Drenched, and Afraid
The only storm you can get caught in
Wild ChildWild Child
You run away from home
You turn away from me
I try to help you out
But you refuse to see
Where is there to roam?
I look about
As I hear the sound of your voice
You must make a choice
To stay with me
Or act like you are free
If you leave
I will slowly wither away
For without you
I can't stay alive
What is it you believe?
You jump into the bay
Away like you knew
No death to come from the dive
But little you knew
That I'd be watching every step
And grab you by the hand
Pulling you close to where I stand
As we each wept
Oh Wild Child
Where did you think you'd go?
Jumping from the bay's edge
That fretful ledge
With water that does flow
Over rocks that do not give
Stay with me and live!
Where I'm FromWhere I'm From
I am from charcoal, from Ticonderoga and General's.
I am from HWY 160.
(Curvy, tree covered, and smelling of burning leaves).
I am from the ivy vines gripping the house,
And the scenic view of the lake
Begging me to take flight.
I am from the laundry and helping with the meals.
I am from tech savvy people,
The computers, MP3's, and PS2's,
From Amie Casey and Miller and Waltz.
I am from the small town,
Everyone knows us, and the gamers.
I am from "You don't have to call me God"
And "You're the oldest, so you're the example."
I am from the scriptures and the heavens.
A communitive family of Christ who plays hard but prays harder.
I am from Cox South but have traveled much,
Roast and my momma's Beef Tips 'n' Rice
Cause my taste buds to sing.
From the parents who can't stand to lose,
The sister who wants to be righteous,
And the brothers who love to play.
I am from children's artworks, elementary school pictures,
And baby's first years books.
I am from filing cabinets, cardb
The water glistens with a sweet twinkle
As the sun shines upon it
And the moon pulls on it
With tides coming in
And waves crashing together
Eating up the shore
With a cold wetness
With fish that live and swim
During a breathtaking sunset
Sitting in the sand
As seagulls pass us by
This is our beautiful ocean
Writing on the WallThe Writing On The Wall
There's a different message for everyone but can they all see it? I wait in the dark just sitting there thinking about what my message could be. The loneliness was killing me. The silence was calming. I looked to the left and saw a candle. I looked to the right and saw emptiness. I looked ahead of me and there on the wall were words forming on their own right in front of me. I waited sitting there watching in the silence of the dark and as the message was finished, I read it out loud to myself. It read: You are not alone in this world. The life you have you should keep. Don't throw it all away. Don't toss it to the side. It's more important than you think and you should take that to heart. Things may seem like they are falling down an empty tunnel. Things may seem like it's all jumping off a cliff but don't you do that too. It is always better in the end. All you have to do is wait and see. You are not alone in this world. The candle is life. As long as it burns