Otchete

Our stones, cast into the waters of the Earth We never chose to be thrown in But cast we were Ripples cast outward from the point of impact Waves from the millions of stones thrown in before Millions more to come after our waves are still Many crests from many stones will never cross paths Some, aimlessly reaching outward, collide with none Others intersect hundreds of thousands of times There is no favor to earn that can direct the flow Though the Hand that cast us may wish He does not control the chaos, merely toss and observe So fortunate then that our ripples intersected Happenstance, but with such force As if somehow the Ha

Grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change. Save the past for the past Save the future for the future Never forgetting, never forecasting You are now What is done is done Grant me the Courage to change the things I can. Learn. Interpret, Move. Instigate. Tell him, tell her, tell them. Stop second guessing yourself. they were made to be broken. Grant me the Wisdom to know the difference. The real challenge.

Smoke wafts through the room The light blooms and dissipates with each inhale As are you Soothing, yet harsh A good feeling, but never good for me Ash falls to the floor below A warmness enveloped by burning As are you Something gone but ever present Reminders of you scar the grains Extinguished, but burning inside Always burning, forever As are you

You never know the current of the river You never know the water's temperature You never know what dangers lie beneath the surface You never know where it leads Its curves and depths a mystery You never know who is on the river You never know who you will meet You never know who you will lose You never know how fast its arms will carry you Its end you never find Until that plunge That first fateful jump into the water I hold my breath in anticipation As my toes carry me down, down into its depths I hope to rise I struggle to rise And if I do, when I do I yearn to see the delta

These Kodaks in my head won't stop Spinning 'round in my red red room Pictures of the thing that used to be Separate into snapshots of me and of you Forever this a split, and a tear There's a rift in the fissure that you left A golden mark that is surrounded by Dark clouds and soft white skin Sandman return these dreams that haunt my days I'm asleep in the middle of my wake And I like, I'm addicted Another pitch tossed in the bucket That I can use to blood the water To lure into my lobster cage Another for another's fun But it's not the way I wanted to be No things are not as they seem I saw it all unfold in a dream Just sev

I can't have what you don't give, But I relax, 'cause I think we'll live. I'd love to be there in the second row, But our time is cold now, I know. It isn't that I don't mind, or that we don't care, But there are others now, let's be fair. We both live free and go on our way, But just know that on that special day, When you're running around, playing host, There's good vibes from this special ghost, Who haunts your memories and  your photographs, Who has shared your tears and shared your laughs, Who is always there, even when you're far from home, And he's sitting in the second row. And he's watching from the second row.

I fight you. Punching, kicking, screaming. But still every sun rise I see you grab ahold of my wrists, Dragging me to hell. Where are you taking me tonight? I bite your fingers to loosen your grip. I poison myself, hoping it poisons you as well. Where are you taking me now? I sieze with anticipation or pain, maybe a blend of the two. "God, what I wouldn't do for fifteen more minutes on Your green Earth!" I cry out. No one hears me but you. You who cannot hear, who cannot care. Driven endlessly by the sands, ebb and flow of the darkness. Can't I be spared this once? Can I not barter with you? It matters not. You will eventually t

The seconds turn into minutes. The minutes turn into years. The hands entwined do tighten, Overcoming all fears. I never knew the sun shined, Til you smiled upon my face, I hold out hope you hear me Please lead me with your grace. I never forgot you, old friend. And I hope you remembered me.