On the surface the show grows,

it’s easy to hide what’s inside.

The tears are easy to entertain,

Incognito with the rain

It’s hard to tell,

it’s hidden well.

No map to get back,

The days are a haze.

stray from direction, there’s no exception

Claim innocence to avoid consequence.

Accountability is not a word,

But humility is well observed,

Relish is not synonymous with selfish,

Perspective...

Champaign glasses

Shots being poured

Beer in the cooler

Dancing on the floor

Blue flowers scattered

Blue dresses and blue jeans

One black suit, one white dress

you know what it means

he was supposed to hold her

Through each and every night

But why did he suddenly stop

When everything was right?

What caused his distance?

Where did she go wrong?

She’d been with him through thick and thin

She was...

What’s important to someone else might not always be,

Something that is near as important to you or to me.

When opening someone’s cupboard, you could find some things delightful,

But upon investigation of another, may hold things much more frightful.

What someone keeps the nearest to their heart, might not matter to you,

But that’s why we have our own cupboards,

with which we choose what to d...

In a mug or styrofoam cup,

In a glass as well,

In ceramic or stainless steel,

Don’t take too long to dwell.

Now pick your additions,

There’s so many that you know:

Sugar, cream,

Cold milk or steamed,

Mocha, syrup, sweet foam.

But did you know there’s more than that?

Wait until I’m done,

Ice cream, honey, butter, mint,

And for the leisure, rum.

Oh let’s not forget the roast! Would you ...

Do you know how it feels when part of you dies?

When the sky is less blue, the sun less bright?

Do you wish you could go back? Or do you like this new road?

Are you happy with your travels? Are you full of doubt or hope?

Most of our surroundings, need sunlight to bloom,

But do you prefer the darkness? Locked away in your room?

Is this beneficial to you? Are you still on the right track?

Have...

Every now and then, it seemed like she opened her mouth, and two voices came out. One overpowering the other, the same way the anxious sound of thunder drowns the peaceful rain.

It’s was almost too painful for her to bear, nobody understood her and never even tried, at the least. When she would sit alone, she begged with herself to find new words. “Just try” she choked in a throat twisting whisp...

I’m helping make a living,

I’m sharing the air I breathe,

I’m working till the daylight ends,

I’m happy as could be.

I’m coming home to comfort,

I’m caring for our home,

I’m playing the part I’ve always dreamed,

With the one I’ve come to know.

you get home with aches and pains, you worked all day your best,

your stomach empty,

but I’ve made plenty,

So you can eat and rest.

you sit on the b...

The window is cracked an inch or two

The tv is on real low,

The rain starts to fall outside,

The moon gives off a glow.

Sitcom laughs, the washing machine, the sounds just mix right in,

I’m laying stuck inside my head,

The way I’ve always been.

“It’s all in a days work” I’ve heard many times before,

But why’s life such a mundane routine,

why wasn’t I meant for more?...