The Lake

I take my steps beside the lake and stare to where the water stops, and in these moments I adhere to nothing less than broken thoughts. My dreams, my hopes, they fret among the boughs of trees that fell, from whence they leaned a touch to far to see their own reflections. As I drift

Lost in the Breeze

Like mirrored glass, I stand here watching, Looking out, hoping you can’t see in. I hide behind my faith in the future, Waiting for it all to change. But by my side my hands lie still, And I am all to blame. I’ve taken nothing, reached to never, And looked to bare corners for answers.… Continue reading Lost in the Breeze

The Clock Inches

For the second day in a row, I’ve given in just the tiniest bit to the underbelly of poetry. This was a piece I had written a while back. I cleaned it up (it needed it terribly), and now post it here for whomever would take part in its enjoyment. It’s an uptempo, wordy diatribe… Continue reading The Clock Inches

There are three sides to every story. Yours, mine, and no one’s. And that is precisely why no one is usually right.

There aren’t necessarily always right and wrong ways to do things. Often times, simply doing something that you are unsure about can bring forth emotions and reactions you were both unprepared for and unaware of. Venturing into unknown territory can be a scary, yet vilifying experience, and can sometimes result in a very big payoff.… Continue reading There are three sides to every story. Yours, mine, and no one’s. And that is precisely why no one is usually right.

Pry your eyes from light, and suddenly the darkness seems not so black.

It’s rarely the things you have done in your life- when perspective forces your mind to to venture down the path of regrets and malices- that causes regret; more often than not, it’s the things you haven’t accomplished that you always thought you would, or dreamed you could, that will give way to the demon… Continue reading Pry your eyes from light, and suddenly the darkness seems not so black.

“You can only be as lost as your inability to look up.

Many of us fight battles daily with antagonists inside our minds that poke and prod us, and lead us to temptations. These voices in our heads are like fishermen, their reels and hooks casting out as far as possible to drag worldly evils within our scope. They pull these temptuous, terrible desires right up to… Continue reading “You can only be as lost as your inability to look up.

Alice: How long…

Alice: How long is forever?
White Rabbit: Sometimes, just one second.

There are often many things from which procrastion can help to lead us astray. The notion of taking today, tomorrow, and forever for granted is one thought which we must learn to distance ourselves from. Complacency will always find a way of dangling your dreams before your eyes, like stars above the skies. As we allow tomorrow to always remain just beyond the dawn, we relinquish any doubt of hope that our current situation is subject to change. Every new day can be an opportunity for change, and any change, big or small can lead to greatness. Our endeavors are only limited by the stretch of our imaginations.