Saturday, July 25, 2009

Setting Out

I'm finally on my way,
taking it to the waves,
getting back my sea legs.
I'm setting out.
See how the sea
shines so bright in the morning
I'll never give up again
until I'm done

I'm so tired of being me
holding on to severed ties reminds me how I make myself so lonely.

Seasons

I'm fairly sure that you were born with fire in your blood,
judging by the way you never let up.
Though we see in a different shade, I admire what you've made
of your soul and how you want to change the world.

Girl, you're messing with my seasons
the way you give me a reason
to smile through
this especially cold winter
I have barely felt since
I first met you.

When I look into your eyes I see a better world
and something there I wish it would live for.
As I turn my life to leave I long to hear your voice
say to me so soft and so sweetly:

There's enough heaven here for us;
there's no need to wait it out.

snippets

It's strange to see that I'm getting older when
my heart still believes
I'll always be young



I watched the wolves stalk through the woods:
my woods,
my wolves,
my goddamn feral blood.