The TV on

Day like now,
Wish I was stronger
TV growing stranger.
Lasting for the longer,
This show has its strangest
Of things,
But you were still the last of
The rest to come.
Wish you had more to give,
Wish you had less to throw away
Cause that’s all gotten in the way.
Wish you called a little more
Or am I the one saying sorry to
I know you assumed I had the zoom in on
I had this camera set to do whatever it takes
To get that shot,
That center fold picture of Ya.
I know it seems like your body is
All that matters,
Cause it is.
It is the drawing on the table,
And the lack of my stable that
Got to go and get new on us.
I know you aren’t stronger
Than anyone else,
Just weaker than you want
To be.
TV still the strangest of
And you’re still the rearrange
In this relationship thing.
TV still on,
Cause that’s all that matters.

For 2

Thought I’d be the one to share this with you,

This night has never been blue,

It’s always been dark and black,

And it feels like I’m on the attack,

If this is nothing but the truth then that’s good enough,

Cuz at least it’s better than hiding,

And we all know how good you are at that,

If there’s something to say and to speak,

I hope it comes out of a place of need.

It took two to get here,

Two stories to tell,

Two crimes to commit.

Yeah in the end I feel it’s just one,

One More Night,

One more crime,

One last time,

Is never the end of this ride.

Everyone has got to have a reason,

To make that movie again,

To get to filming,

To get to remembering..

I can’t lock this away anymore,

And pretend like you don’t hear me at

The door,

I think I have to stay,

But it’s because I want to.

I think you have two more friends,

And two more places you can still go,

I think you have 2 sins you hate,

And two directions you can go,

I know this night had to be fast,

Trying to find you,

Trying to stay a little bit longer,

But the two hardest things in life,

Is everything that has to do with making 

Things right.

So leave this place,

But don’t try to pretend and stay,

And if you try to run away,

I hope you have two more reasons,

Why that place was never good enough,

And,  while you’re on the run..

There’s two more times,

For two more crimes,

They are fear and regret,

And I think more than twice

They will try to come back again,

But this is where I need you,

To be the better friend.

The Hold On

You had the hold on,

The hold on me,

The hold on you.

Why are you named the way you


Perfect in imperfections.

But holding onto the


Faithful in the outcomes

But You made them anyway?

I was looking for a better reason

To balance this out.

To follow you on the porch lit


To hallow you in the

Misery, cause isn’t that a Holy

Place too?

I was always in the always,

Moving on and moving with the


Isn’t it missed? Isn’t it a little


I had some ages to live for,

But is this the one that I am

Here for?

I am closer now to the hold.

Waiting for the pickup,

For the Christmas wrap up.

For the biggest gift is unseen.

Is unclear in the here.

Is sure in the hear.

I am missing it.

Missing you in it.

Missing the parts that

Won’t be ages ago, or

Ages to come.

I need ya now.

I need the hold on.


What is the purpose now?
What is the aim now?
Saw that picture.
Remembered it too.
Saw it new,
Saw it old.
Saw you bold and beautiful too.
Couldn’t fix it then,
I don’t think I can now.
But just looking, just looking at you
That is new.

Like This

Life feels like this sometimes..( and often..most times)
  1. I am an enfp so it feels like a lot of things
  2. Like everything is a show to get to or a show to put on but not enough time getting ready for it.
  3. Like you all know to much but never enough.
  4. Like I can’t be there for you but I want to be and if I am not then that leaves me feeling empty.
  5. Like I can’t do it all but I am gonna try
  6. Like each song I hear is a list to listen to again and that list will be another list soon..
  7. Like this list could go on and on but I should go to sleep, but sleep is never want I need..what I need is rest.


Look I got it,
Its Monday.
Cause Sunday I was on it.
On looking for it.
At church,
At half,
At mass,
At full,
At the glass,
At the crystal,
At looking for the clear..
I get it.
I carried it away.
Got carried away.,
Got qued up for this
Office run a little to late.
I thought life would be
Easier if I was really ready,
Since when are you ever ready?
Its full,
Its throttle,
Its lightning in a bottle.
But when they looked my way,
They didn’t see that kind of storm,
They just saw a mess.
Bottled up for none to see.
Cause these characters are scarred
You see?
I am carried, too,
Carried by you.
Can’t find a new way to
Tempt you,
Just have to bottle it up
So, Monday me
And bottle me.
Either way its gonna
Stay locked away.
As tight as can be.