Taking Action

There are times where I

Look in unlikely places for you.

All I Could Ever Want

My biggest plague is never
Being good enough.
Yet all I could ever want
Is everybody's happiness.

A ghostly harmonica receives
Very little praise;
My mind could never
Wrap it's way along
Those lines such as
"Love conquers all."
It all felt like a lie, a dream.
A lo-fi rendition of something
Some great musician wrote about once, long ago.
I stand at parks in my time off and feel
Alone, pretty alone.
I always keep a knife in my pocket,
Because I carved our initials on a bench,
Knowing people will see how much I cared for you.

A cymbal will crash for only but a second.
My smile would never be the same
After I realized those who care the most
Felt like the ones who hurt you the most.
Irony is strange and never welcomed.
When you have things tug-a-warring inside of you,
All you can do is say "This is all some sick joke."

The strum never lasted and 
I never finished painting the picture of our
Future home; I left it in a sketch book.
I will always blame myself, blame the lies,
And blame our lack of understanding.
We were never perfect but came so close,
Like a fever that almost sweated the malady out.
Yet it didn't come soon enough.

In the distance I can hear the hum of your car,
Your steps form a tune that you gracefully take
Little by little.
Look into your mirror, you'll only see yourself.
Fix that stray hair, smile like you mean it
And become the conqueror you were meant to be.
Slow gusts compliment you the best,
Keep walking in them.
Never let the songs in your heart depart,
They may be the only thing that is left of me.

The Big Heave (Part 2)

The Big Heave

I walked the bars

And crawled the streets,

Dragging my feet,

Hanging my head low.

We never crossed paths.

It Wasn't You

There was one day

When I thought I 

Saw you, so I ran

Very quickly to catch up

To you.

However, it was not

You,

But

Someone else.

Seeking You(Part 2)