Too Late To Turn Back

I’m sorry

but I’m scared


staring all of my mistakes

in the face

wondering if I’ll make them again

and you

are not a mistake

at least I hope not

but the past is still between us

keeping me from getting closer to you

because distance cannot hold a candle

to time

nor can it erase what is done.

Don’t Wait For What’s Already Waiting For You

Death comes on a sliding scale,

it is never fair or just,

but only ever slightly surpasses what we’re capable of bearing.

There is large death, and small,

death of the heart, and mind,

but worse yet

the death of a soul.

Death can set us free

or lock us away

but will never deny us the ability to choose.

True death, comes only where it is not welcome

and send imposters and pretenders in its place

where it is called for.

Death comes for all of us at least once

some 100 times before they really die

and whether or not it has the chance to run away with us

will always be a question

until it is done.

Taking Escape By The Handful

Living is strange

and people are dumb

that why I take these pills,

cause they make me feel numb.


They’re blue and red,

and they’re clouding my vision

but don’t worry ’bout me

it’s a minor addiction.


I’ll just take one, okay four,

I’m sure it’ll be fine.

I’ve losing track of space

and I’m floating through time.


I’ll find my way back

in a few hours, I think,

I woke up and its Wednesday,

man I need a drink.


Guess I’ll do it again

and hope for the best,

I’ll take few now

and leave tomorrow, the rest.

Too Much To Say And Too Little Time

I have found, that my problem is


I always have too much to say.

A shortage or time

and an excess of words.


I wonder if its really just that silence

can speak louder

and hold more meaning


because someone lost in thought,

liberated from their own voice,

can not only see what they’re thinking


they can feel it.

Don’t Look Back, And If You Do, Don’t Stop

There is always apart of us that knows what we’re doing is wrong

but we make excuses to justify our mistakes

so we can run with them until we’ve gone just a little too far.

And we’re always looking back, aren’t we

at all of the chances we had to save ourselves,

so that we miss the ones that are passing us by.