Last Words

He said...



Don't stop to admire what you've done,

keep moving;

Tomorrow will surely come,

and you don't want to be caught snoozing.




He said...



Don't stop to love anyone,

keep moving;

It's a distraction,

and a game that's not fun when you're losing.




He said...



Don't open your eyes to the truth,

keep moving;

For the truth will hurt more now,

than it did in your youth.




He said...



Don't look at me for solutions,

keep moving;

I'm older than you

and my life's already ruined.




He said...



Don't look back at me with regret,

keep moving;

All of the things that you've said,

you hate me and wish I were dead,

these are also things that I've once said,





Then he said...

Remember these words that I speak,

forget the past; forget it!

Now you're free!

It's been fun watching myself grow,

even though I know,

You'd been much better off without me...




Love,


Dad

A Loveless Love

Our Words..

spill out in no particular order;

Like Water

frozen on a lake; dry but wet;


Us,

falling apart for no particular reason;

Me,

frozen in a dreammare; in love but in hate.


Where is the end

to this long, cold, frozen lake

that has been filled,

with years of tears shed, and frozen

by our mutual hate?


Let's awake;

let's separate;

and find a love that could be great;

for you, for me;


for them...


the unknown hearts that wait in their own lake,

yearning for the love that we now waste.

Goodbye

"Why do I have to say goodbye?"

My heart cries as

I lie

here in despair

waiting for a time;

a moment

when we can both breathe each other's breath

free from the death

of

goodbye........

My Family Tree

"I

am sawdust…

cut from wood, that

came from a tree, which

grew from a seed the same size

as me."

9/11

A contested election ends, dividing our country in half, united again by an unspeakable act of violence. The frayed ends of torn relationships are temporarily mended by images never before seen. Our hearts cry out for those lost souls. Vengeance will be ours in Afghanistan! Shop! Shop! Shop! Your freedom depends on it! Now let’s go to Iraq! Another contested election, another fallen city, more lives ruined. Gitmo! Torture! Enhanced Interrogation Techniques! Global Warming!

8 long years…we are more divided than ever. What exactly does 9/11 mean?

The innocent died together. Some died helping each other, trying to get out of the wreckage so that they can see their loved ones again. Heroes rushed from floor to floor looking for souls to save without thinking of their own lives or loved ones. No gender. No race. No religion. No country status. Nothing mattered that day...Just the hope to get out alive.

We were the United States of America for a little while after that day.

Today we can’t talk about healthcare reform without calling each other Nazis and socialists! I wonder what 3000 souls looking down at us today as we grieve for them think about who we have become over these last 8 years…

Now, excuse me, I think I just heard the man on the TV say that consumer confidence is at an all time low…So I think I’ll apply for another credit card so I can do my part…Change.

I'm Leaving

I'm leaving 'cause I'm feening...
I'm feening so I'm lying...
I'm lying and I'm stealing...
I'm stealing now I'm buying...
I'm squeezing and I'm squeezing...
I'm tapping and I'm tapping...
I'm burning 'cause I'm burning...
I'm smelling so I'm craving...
I'm craving so I'm pushing...
I'm pushing now I'm dreaming...
I'm dreaming that I'm running...
I'm running and I'm screaming...
I'm screaming 'cause I'm feeling...
I'm feeling so I'm hurting...
I'm hurting so I'm feening...
I'm feening so I'm leaving...

I see you...

I see you, looking at me;
staring, craving, yearning for one more time...
You come and go with nothing more than a glance...yes this is our dance...and I know you see me.
You want me, but you're scared...so you stare and you stare...
You just sit there and think about the times we had together...
the dreams we made together...
We danced together...those were good times...
You're lying to yourself if you think you're happy without me...
I see right through you, I was in you...I owned you...once...
You use your craving me as strength to stay away...and so you pay...and I pray...
For my mission is not complete until I am in you again...my friend...
And one day you will hate again...
You will die inside again...
And we will be one...
Again...
I see you...