sleep talking

I'm awake.
The window is open and the wind dancing on my face reminds me of
cold floors
blanket heaps
late night coca-cola cans
and hands numb from shaking.
I'm awake.
Friday nights are spent running on a cold empty mind
as I peacefully set my soul free.
I tell myself I'm sick from highschool hallways
and friends tired of trying
but i'm still awake.
1, 2, forget the 3
My wounds are continuing to heal with a little classical music
and I'm dragging my feet in decisions.
and yes, I'm still awake
Open your eyes because tomorrow we are flying north for spring.
stay awake.
stay awake.
stay.

and gold turns gray

We Sat there,
mostly silence.
I choked on words I never said.
I drowned in thoughts I Couldn't say.
I learned from you and your closed lips.

I learned people always have a good.
We are all good.
Some of us just lose it, some of us just forget it.
And there are some of us who only feel good when the morning is cold.

It's about half way through 10 o' clock and I still feel good.
But, I know it won't last
Because good always seems to disappear.
So let's cut our wrists open because that's what feels good.
Let's close our eyes, let's hold our breath, lets...

Good always gets confused with pain
And pain tends to gets confused with fear.

Don't fear good.
That's what you told me,
You told me in silent words.
Don't fear good.

hopeful thinking

Here's to hopes in healing.

I hope your hearts heal.
and I hope your red, tear stained eyes heal.
I hope your broken minds heal like broken bones.
I hope you're trying to heal.
but never let those beautiful people you've forgotten heal, they need to stay with us.

Here's to hopes in remembering.

I hope you remember that the future is usually brighter than your eyes.
and I hope you remember to stop and smell the roses.
Please remember to love. love everyone.
I hope you remember the living.
I hope you remember the dead.

Here's to hopes in searching.

I hope you're searching for yourself, because you don't need to know all the answers all the time.
just who you are.

Here's to hopes in forgiveness.

I forgive you.
I forgive you.
I forgive you.

Here's to hopes in listening.

I hope you're listening to this world.
the rain, the wind, the awful blizzard outside,
and I especially hope you're listening to the people in it.

Here's to hopes in loving.

I hope you know that you're loved.
I hope you fall in love.
and I hope you love yourself.