Past Sounds

The rolling thunder in the distance.

In time we’ll truly miss this.

Don’t we all complain.

Because today’s not the same.

Without you here

I can’t breathe

Because time has taken ,

The very breath out of me..

Can’t you see, that we’re older.

Time is ticking as the room gets colder.

Where we use to lie,

& stay up all night.

& never want to turn out the light.

No sleep without you by my side.

& nothing.. can erase.

The feeling taken over us..

Passionate displays.

Will never go away.

& time can slow us down.

As our past echoes all the sounds.

Winters here and summers way past over.

& I caught a glimpse the other day of her.

The one you have to be true to.

But all the things you say are overdue.

Because you weren’t true.

& the fact is..

I still thought I loved you.

& nothing..can erase.

The feeling over this place.

Passionate goodbyes.

Will never replace the lies.

& time will shut me down.

As our past echoes all the sounds.

Will I truly ever let myself breathe?

Will I ever let you let me leave?

This place we once found..

Desire and faith burned to the ground..

Maybe I let myself go for too long.

That’s the reason I wrote this song.

& nothing.. can erase.

The feeling we replaced.

With a secret and a lie.

You truly let me die.

& tonight I’ll shut myself down.

To hide myself from your sound…

Oohh your sweet sound….

Away from the World

Away from the world, spinning around at the edge of the city, there she was. She stared out into the unknown, almost disappearing into the darkness after the sun gently kissed the horizon. Mysterious as the ground beneath and the stars above, that’s how she lived. She was wild and lived from the land. The air that she breathed in gave her the life that she needed and what was exhaled was said to be a gift straight from God. Her presence among others was like no other, almost arriving as yet a beautiful darkness. Something in her was pure yet spread the expression of past experience. She felt the stares but never acknowledged their existence. She knew no one and no one knew of her. They assumed she carried herself in the manner of a broken, torn apart departed soul, but no one was fully aware of the responsibility that she carried with her. Every day was something she never experienced, someplace she had never ever been before.

There was a certain tortured look in her eyes, in the deep pools of brown that shown a brave yet dying on the inside expression. Beyond that, her lost smile seemed to appear in the deepest moments possible. Sunny days rarely arrived on the edge of the city, but something inside drew her closer to the edge of darkness. The still scene embraced the world around and the clouds that once illuminated the sky have gone away.

I haven't written in awhile.. so here's a little something.