broken promises are the cracks in broken hearts
and trust was the stitching
that kept them for so long from splitting apart

and the memories linger like old photos on a shelf
hands once held, smiles once shared
its terribly hard to get a heart to melt

and the autumn leaves change with my heart
the air outside the cold cover freezing any warmth within
and i've found like petals on a flower
or dying leaves on a tree
that's how a heart breaks apart
and its not because of anyone else
but yourself

each day we watch the clock tick
hands speeding up every second
we aren't watching them
causing age to become
figments of our imagination
that are left on note pads
and on backs of old books

and its in these writings that
we often over look much needed advice
on life, love, and liberties
but its a process not a known
and this is why man kind in itself
is so ( Read more... )

i'm finding lately, that life is wonderful in its tricky little ways
and that you should work your hardest
love with all your heart
laugh every chance you have
and breathe in every breath you can possible can

its amazing how somethings just never change, and how there's a constant ebb and flow to a situation or a person ( Read more... )

And I thought of times ( Read more... )

I woke up to clouds blanketing the sky ( Read more... )

Against the winds of time
the wings of prayer lift hope onto my soul
and patience is cleverly guided into my heart
where foolishness is easily grown
and trust has no name
or hand to hold
and all it is
is a fountain of broken words
and false pretenses
with eyes that skip over surface
and beneath the water
to lie sleeping in the darkness

how do you breathe the right way?
it seems that there are very few
breath recepients that receive my breath
the right way.

grrowwwll

Snow falls on never ending pastures,
filling up a beaten path
made of endless hooves.
Each print slowly freezing
in time, and in place.

Grey skies loom over blue eyes
while the snow continues to fall.

The paddocks are empty
and the barn is silent.

Back to-
she cannot face the pasture.

The concrete cold on her toes,
climbing through the soles of her boots;
( Read more... )