shorelines

The sand and cold comfort in a late moonlight....these shorelines are all the same....they are all but the same. longing nostalgia mixed with melancholic peace. waves crash my fear in, and my worry out because I can't change the past I can only remember it. There's no resolution in this. Resolution I wish. Spent some time here almost feeling complete, still i'll leave here not so resolute. I'm done with these tears... my eyes are sore soused and teaming with weight I still couldnt escape......so naturally they yearn for lesser color. so I'll sleep, my legs will tread a short distance from the waters edge, a brief saunter straight to bed. Yeah, i'll sleep for now....but those strings will bring me back here.... bring me back to tears.

losin all these years. 

one in the same and no one to blame.

Those ozarks are cold & bitter today, same as the blood coarsin through my veins.


This season's been empy, left me wornout and dry....much like the desert one in the same.
But even this barren landscape will soon taste the rain.


Lost in the dark. 
Blind, scared, and gropin. 
Thoughts of the lightswitch got me searchin and hopin.
This darkness like madness one in the same.
But even in madness one glimpse of light feels so damn safe.


Wanderin aimless seems I've lost my way. 
With confusion inside me its hard to feel sane.
This confusion like sorrow one in the same.
But even in sorrow I know my name. 
If I heard you speak it...Well Lord, I wouldn't stray.


I can't help feelin choked up inside my mind dissaray.
When I'm down on these knees still tryin to pray.
These gravelike places, this cold hard anger, one in the same.


Reach down. Pull me out.
Lift me up from the dirt.


I can't see can't feel, not even sure if I'm hurt.


So plant these feet. 


Rest these eyes.


Empty the weight from this heart.


I'm tired again and you always say I got no one else to blame.

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz's

Ready to sleep now. I been up writin again. It keeps me a little more balanced. I'll maybe finish it tomorrow and put it up. for whoever reads this. I miss the normal times. Takin things for granted will catch up to ya. 

Goodnight.