Saturday, October 13, 2012

Here, There, Anywhere

high by ` ppimm `


Where am I going?
Where am I going?
Show yourself to me
Show yourself to me again

Do I stay
Do I go
Do I dare leave
What will change me the best?

I need to hear but I'll cover my ears
I need to feel but it's more than that
I need to
I'm fighting this

But I'm getting beaten so so bad
It's getting to me
But the feelings are getting to me
But the deafness is getting to me

Let me step out of this into something else
Even if I end up beaten and bloody
It's better, better, better
Then standing here digging my own boring grave

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Phoenix Made of Ash


So many things were meant to be
And weren't
Like you
and me

Why are we so afraid of taking chances?
Why does it matter if we end up 
on the cutting room
floor?

The situations and circumstances
The people and places
They define us
They make us exactly who we are

And I don't like it
But no I don't hate it
Sometimes I like it
But who ever said I love it?

I'll take it as it comes
Hit me fast
Throw me low
One day, one day

I will rise
Time is not the enemy
The enemy here 
is me

Sunday, June 10, 2012

Head Out of the Clouds


So when do I become 
important?
When do I change someone's
world?

And it occurs to me.
I already have
Because none of these people would stick around
if I didn't mean something to them

Thursday, May 31, 2012

As Clear as the First Day I Met You


The way your fingers
brush against mine;
the way your hand
wrapped around mine

The small talk
The gentle laughs
The fun teasing
The whole camp

If I could do it again
I would
If I could make time stop
I would

If it was a test
I think I failed
If you come back one last time
I'll give in

Because I've never meet anyone
quite like you
And I don't want anyone to take you
away from me

Let's catch up over coffee?

Monday, April 2, 2012

Stop. Listen. Look. Stare.


Stop.
Listen.
Look.
Stare.

It's been almost a month
And I need you here.
I found a great diner 
open 24 hours not far from here

Stop. Listen. Look. Stare.

I've taken a path
You're taking yours
I don't know if I know,
you know, we we both are any more

Stop. Listen. Look. Stare.

Let's take a trip down to that sunset beach
We can catch up, yell, be who we wanna be.
I know the secrets, in the sand we can find the key
Sing to the stars, we could both be free.

Stop. Listen. Look. Stare.

 Open up your heart, 
I'll open mine
And if we do
I'm sure we'll be fine.

Hearts Like a Song Burning Up the Night Sky

Friday, March 30, 2012

Strengthen Me to the End


So close
So close
I can taste the end
on the tip of my tongue

It hasn't come easy
It's been a rough few months
And babe
It ain't over yet

It doesn't get really hard until the end has come

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Waves, Wind, Fire



Crash
With such force
against the rocky crags of my heart

Sting
With a coldness
my lungs revive and begin to breathe

Burn
With a vehemence
that i can begin to feel again

Saturday, January 14, 2012

EEG Dance



Can't escape the thoughts
They swirl                                                 
                                 They mingle
They weave

Fade in
Fade out
Hesitating
The ghosts are shaking hands

do you want this
do you want this
do you want this
for the rest of your life?

got your back
and you've got mine
2 am conversations
running straight into the ground

                                 the touch
                                   the sounds
co-co-colliding                                                                          
where is my mind spinning?

one spot stop
sitting in this chair
and i haven't moved
more than these fingers,                              twirling hair                  

Saturday, December 31, 2011

Details of the Past


Another year
past
vanished
gone.

Are you going to hold onto it?
Are you going to remember
Every Little Detail
That made it your best

Or worst.
It broke you
You are covered in bruises.
The black and blue pressed into your skin

"This was the year"
But it wasn't.
The promotion never came.
And you never reached your dream

So what will next year be?
Will you focus on the past
Hinder your next chance
To even breath.

Ah, me too.
I've been there.
I still may be
right. there. too.

But. I've been blessed.
I look to my friends.
I look to my family.
All around me so, so happy.

(And I may grumble
And may act spoiled.
But I know that I have something good.
In this moment .)

So I'll drink to their health
And remember them all.
And hope that this next year 
I remain so lucky.

Auld Lang Syne

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Story of the Stars


i can see
that you're glowing
i can see
your lips quiver

so say what you need
so say what you have
to do
to do

  i will listen to you
because it needs to escape
i will listen to you
speak, whisper, yell, scream

then you will
BURST
into a million multicoloured stars
from the inside out

because your story has been told.
but it isn't over,
and that
is my favourite part

your soul is a beautiful living thing that needs to be known

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Me and You, Me and Me



what will it take
to make you see me?
what will it take
to make you notice me?

is it my curly hair,
my lack of make-up,
my chosen clothes,
that make you look past me?

don't you understand?
don't you realize?
do you just not care
when i hold my breathe when i pass by

but i'm no here to change for anybody
i'm not here to please myself
i'm not waiting for you to catch me
five years too late

one word
one look
one time
one once


this is what i want, just once

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Leave My Mind For Just One Moment


The spotted memories
Twist,
Curl,
Dance gracefully, frantically, in my mind

The one were our eyes met,
The one were you held my fingers
briefly
with your own

That time we talked about past days
And sad moments
I told someone, you, for the first time
 I heard the pain of regret in your soft voice

The words I wanted to say
As I watched you everyday that week
Filled by mind, body, mouth
In silence

But it was your words that made me
Look again for something
The missing part of me
That fills all of me to the last atom.

Oh!
I am so curious
I want to know how your faith is so strong
And makes me want to heal, grow, get stronger

I still want to know you better
I still want to know you
I still want to know
I still want...

Can't you leave my mind for just one minute?
I need to think things through
Like how my shyness became me
And that's the end of me and...

Why Can't I Just Forget About You?

Thursday, August 11, 2011

The First Time I Saw the Lights in Your Eyes


 I'll do it right the first time
Because I'm not ready to live like everyone else
I'll do it right the first time
Because that's what I want

"But the heartbreak, experience,
the knowing you're actually in..."
But can't you see?
This is me. I know me.

Maybe this is meant to be like this
As much as I hate it
And don't want it
And may want to trade it in a second.

But my heart is aching as it tells me
how romantic it will be
to finally say to him one day
"I waited my whole life just for you"

Only you.
Always you.
I'll know. I'll know.
You're the one I dream about having.

We'll do it right the first time.
And even if you end up being my second
And I'm your fourth
We'll get through.

Because He keeps us in His circle of time.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Drop Like Wallflowers to the Ground


I keep myself busy
So I forget who I am
Because I don't need to be reminded
That I'm alone

Being by myself
Is less tiresome
Then being with the crowd
And standing there

Standing.
Watching..
Waiting...
Wishing....

And wanting to cry
Because you can't
Talk
To any of them no matter what you think

Even at home you are the same
Because no one 
watches, talks, waits, looks
At you

Are we just more independent?
Or we just good at faking
The loneliness we feel
Onto fake smiles and well wishes?

But know what?
It only matters when it gets to you
And you, out of everyone,
Believe it to be true.

Can I  listen to you?

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Relationship Identity Crisis


I suppose it wasn't enough
Though I thought it was
It's never enough
It will never be

What is the meaning to the word
That I thought that we were
Is it a pun? I guess
I just don't understand

It is always about you
And I shouldn't mind because I'm happy to have you
But were do I go
For an ear and shoulder?

I just don't want to push my luck
Because I don't know
How far a push
will go

Before we snap.
But I won't say
That it hurts me deepest
Because I don't know you anymore

And we could be the same
And I miss the us before
Who are we now?
What are we?

Who am I?

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Hey World; It's Time to Take Me On



I always hate driving you home
Because I never know
How it's going to be later
Between you and me

We could spend weeks not talking
Or texting 
Or emailing
And I hate that part the most

I like it when we're closest
Like we use to be
And I think finally
I've got it in my mind

It's okay to talk about the past
And what happened
And maybe open that up
Because it's a part of you and me and us

But more than that...

I think I've learned that I need
To let it go
And talk about it casually
once in a while

Whenever you're ready we will
I won't make it into a big deal
Because it's not
And I love you, my friend.

Who you were: I loved
Who you are: I love
Who you will be: I will love
That is what He's taught me lately

Wherever we go from here
Just know that's how it will forever be
No matter how much seems to come between us
In the good and bad and parted ways

this is what i've learned

Friday, March 18, 2011

The Ivity In Creativity



Creativity
Always seems
To be wiped
Clean out of me

Though the days get longer
There is always more to do
And I forget, yes, to stop
And look around me

Look Around!
It's all around
Even when you can't see it
Even when you can't feel it

It's in plain sight
Now its in the shadows
And all you need to do
Is open up and see

And embrace it to yourself!
It wants you
The pictures, the words, the melody, the art
It's always been in your head, your heart

So Do Your Thing; Live Your Art!

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Hands Holding Hearts


The hand I once held
Belonged to someone I knew
I knew better
Than I knew everyone else

It was the hand we dropped
When things got rough
The only one
That would always have picked me up

It was that hand I reached for
Wanting to know its touch again
Wanting to remember
Every line, every pulse in that hand

The hand I got was not the one I wanted
So cold, dead, undeserving
Of a fate 
I do not understand

A hand held mine
Squeezing and assuring everything was fine
I need time
To find who I should have been all along

But where was the life in that hand?

I will grasp the fingers between my own
And wait for the warmth 
and the pulse 
and the colour
To return to every cell.

It will be your hand I hold
When we dance again
Under the stars
Like those nights long and far ago

Our hands raised above our heads

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Year of the Creature Inside Us All


Curled up inside my mind
They scratch away.
The dark, the dark
They love the dark

It keeps them warm
Living in more than a fool's paradise
They pace the halls
Of men, great and small

Haunting the hallow walls
And staircases of the heart.
You hear their footsteps
And their breathing tightens something in your throat.

Black.
Eyes shut to block these things out
Or keep them locked out of the world
That is hardly any safer.

The phantasm floats about
Down city streets
Not just in your mind
And the minds of the good

It's time to take a flashlight
And a bat
to these ghosts and monsters
That are within us all

It's Time to Deal With Yourself and Your Past

Monday, December 13, 2010

Walk Which Way


I can't do this
Not anymore
I've stayed strong, I've walked on
As long as I could

But in the next 72 hours
There will be a fork in the road
And I'll have to choose the way
That I want to go

I can fly through the skies
And see the world I don't know
And learn, and wonder, and question
As I go

Or I could get out
Just relocate
Settle down in my own place
Likely I'll decorate

Or I can search high and low
And send out my name
And hope that my schooling
Is what someone will be willing to pay

Yet all of the paths point to me
by myself
No one helping, along for the ride
Just me

And That Scares Me A Little