The safety of the self is not assured.
There has been a lingering depression
that will not allow one to forget
the eternal glistening soul,
suspicious of all
the icy winds
that have blown through this heart.

I do not drown tonight, in love or lust or oceans,
but take a middle-aged path,

Every minute of every hour
all twenty-four of them
The day is gone the time is passed
the memories created will be talked about
by those who shared

but eventually that memory will fade and be
nothing more than a photo of people
never known to the future beholder of that photo

And of […]

I understand more about the world as time moves on,
but also realize that I am less able to change it.

And as my understanding grows, so does my frustration at trying to comprehend it.
And as the understanding comes full circle, I realize how little I understand at all.

But should that make me stop?
Should […]

From here to there I’m rushing
Without the time to see or touch
The things I see along the way,
The feelings that greet me through this day
And it’s an incredible place I drive through.
Nothing is there for me.

All I focus on is where I’m going
And I forget where I’ve […]