Tuesday, December 4, 2018

...to late.

      ..sometimes its just to late.
To late to say goodbye..
 To late to say I am sorry..
  To late to say I was wrong..
   To late to say I was right
    To late for the apology..
     To late to be the man wish I could have been..
      To late to be the man I thought I was.
       To late to realize you weren't who I thought you were..
       To late to to never have met you..
      To late to have just kept walking..
     To late to have made different choices in life..
    To late to just think with the my head and not my heart..
   To late for "what if's"..
  To late for "if only"..
 To late to trust.. 
To late for everything..

 
 

Friday, November 16, 2018

....and again.





"When I shut my eyes I still feel you in my arms and it's you I want, but I can't have you, not this time." 
  


...all I have tonight.





 

Wednesday, September 26, 2018

...opened my eyes.......finally.



    "I was thinking bout her, thinkin' bout me
    Thinkin' bout us, what we gon' be;
    Open my eyes yeah, it was only Just A Dream
    So I traveled back, down that road
    Will she come back, no one knows
".... 


   
                              
                                                                                    

                   Realizing whatever dreams may come they are still that, dreams. Been working on erasing the past, image by image. Taking the notes and lessons to heart. A battle of inches it seems. As time passes a numbness settles in. A welcome relief of sorts. Haven't felt this in a many years and a comfortable feeling at that. Clean slate finally laid before me. Just a few more days to begin writing a new chapter for a new life..

...opened my eyes..finally.                                                                                        

Tuesday, September 11, 2018

...can beauty come out of ashes...

Days turn to night to days and to the point they become a constant flicker, no memory needed. Days go by and clarity of the senses comes and goes. The heart and mind finally begin to converse after a long self imposed solitude. Now, reaching out to take each step slowly but with a certain steadfastness not found for some time. Healing beginning. Summer has ended and Fall is close but only in the mind for now. Road trips, work schedules so many things to fill time and keep the mind busy. Still the heart isn't fooled but it remains silent and waiting. Both know its a slow process. Lessons learned and new scars to remind of mistakes made. At least now the compass has swung north and a course laid in. Step by step under a starry sky,  finally slumber in sight and with it comes a chance to dream of what ifs and if only. A distant voice, a memory, a tear and suddenly you . Hand upon hand on the glass, warmth passes from one to the other. Lost for a moment and then fading away once again... yet I am wide awake. 

Can beauty come out of ashes....