Sunday, March 27, 2011

We Stand On the Edge of Something

It's all coming in a moment.
Somethings gonna find us all, in a heartbeat.
It's like I'm standing on the edge of something
I can't comprehend.
And at any given moment
I'm going to be pushed off the edge.
Hurled towards something greater
But right now I don't know what.
The stars are all getting brighter
and I've learned to see the sun.
Even through these cloudy days
I'm walking with my chin up
Shoulders back, I own my world
I took back whats mine. Living just for love
You taught me to lose it
and life taught me to live.
I've spent all of my moments just
trying to give.
Push me off the edge of this
I can feel my toes already slipping
My hearts beating with anticipation
Say the words and I will jump
into the unknown greatness of which
I stand on the edge.
Will we ever know what it is?
I want to find out.
I want to fall a hundred miles an hour
into the vast unknown
and live.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Inquisition

Scrutinizing over every detailed note and melodic interval
Listening as though the world were ending
for some deeper meaning
Some hidden message we haven't found yet
that probably isn't there.
And I don't know why.
Probably because its so late in the night
The dark crept inside
of my head, and settled in
but I ignored it and went ahead listening.
Music fills up my ears
All of it, every part, and I continue
vexing over it like it
will answer all of my questions
Explain life to me.
Maybe, in time, all the answers will come
But not from it. No.
It may only help me realize
that all along
the notes only brought out what
I had never realized what was inside me.
I can answer my own questions.
I am very much alive.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Looking On In

They all look on with big eyes.
He holds here hand.
They don't realize
she's not really there. She'd rather be
anywhere else.
But they don't see.
It seems she's given up for now
on the vows and rings.
And she doesn't sing.
Not like she used to before she caved in.
Gave up to her feelings
Let him steal her heart.
She had a fear overwhelming
the back of her mind.
Fear that she might never find
that well built groom in the black, clean suit.
So she'll hold her smile
plastered across her jaw.
She'll hide every glimpse of truth
and every flaw.
Let them run with the notion
that they're perfect forever
while she sits there just waiting
for the bind
to sever.