I tried to hold on
to you
but as you pulled away
you tore at my flesh
and I tore at yours.

Holding on made
leaving worse
for now you hold a part of me
and I hold a part of you
and neither of us can be whole.

I’ve had a thousand chances
to make things right
but twenty-one comes
and it’s falling apart again.

Time passes and they say
time heals all wounds
but twenty-one comes
and I’m falling apart again.

The sins of twenty-one
like ghosts, linger on
they crowd around me
and they haunt my mind.

The cracks are showing now
from all the weight I bear
twenty-one comes
and the pressure seems to build.

I swore I’d never be
the person I’ve become
but twenty-one came
twenty-one came
and there she was.

The sins of twenty-one
like ghosts, linger on
they crowd around me
and they haunt my mind.

Twenty-one, and no more wiser
all these years
to end up like this
was there a lesson that I missed?

Twenty one, and all I know
the only hope I’ve left
is found in you
you’re the only one
who can reach through the sins
of twenty-one years.

Without you
I’m falling apart…

The pages turning
one by one
as if by the wind
I watch the words
I see the form of each letter
but nothing makes any sense
like this plain English
was a language I couldn’t read.

I look at the pages
trying to understand
but you’re the only thing
on my mind
weaving a story
with memories
written on pages
turning through my mind.

With the week I’ve had

I just need you to come push

my reset button.

Suspended in place
in space
she stands still while
others move around her
never getting close
never close enough to burn.

She emits rays like a beacon
a call in a language her own;
warming rays, a source of life
of light to those around her.

No one hears her cry for help
I’m burning up
and I’m alone. 

If I forget
then maybe you will too
we’ll forget how much
I needed you.

If I ignore it
it could be best
I’d stop feeling
pain in my chest.

If I leave
move far, far away
seeing you
wouldn’t ruin my day.

If I could do
the impossible
then maybe, just maybe
I could move on from you.

A paper plate
rests on your knees
you absentmindedly eat
as you catch her eyes
across the room.

Half a smile
flashes on your lips
before you glance away.
Half a smile
engraved in her mind
as she drags her eyes from you.

You focus your attention
back on your meal;
you pass it off
as an accidental eye-lock
and though your heart
beats for her
you resign yourself
to doing nothing.

She sees your hesitation
and though her eyes
keep coming back to you
she settles in the belief
that you’re not interested.

I’ve got a star in my pocket
but it didn’t fall into my hand
I didn’t catch it as it left the sky
I fought for it
I climbed to the heavens
and plucked it from the darkness
so that I have a guiding star
to keep me on the right path.

When all it takes
is a gentle kick
to convince someone
to do something
they need to

I’ll pull on my boots and get kicking.

Homeless in his own home,
with a wife he doesn’t love
and kids that shut him out.

He’s on edge like a visitor,
a house guest overstaying
his unofficial welcome.

Glass underfoot shatters
with every tentative step
on unstable grounds.

Homeless in his own home
as she finds hers
in the arms of another.

He’s left to pick up the pieces
of a life broken down
a family that fell apart.

Homeless in his own home
stranded in a wrecked life
a body missing a soul.