As she waits for her beloved to return,
with tears in her eyes she wonders why he never came.
For an eternity has passed and no word yet,
her mind says leave and forget ,
but her heart begs to differ.
Deep in her mind she knows he wont come but
her the memories make her stay and
and her love makes her feet stay firmly on the ground in which
she swore she would wait. She knows but

She knows how to express herself in more ways than one.
She knows how to cry, how to hide and how to run.
What she doesn't know is how to feel love.
She's stuck in this nightmare she's unable to walk out of.

He is the helping hand she refuses to see.
Perfect is what, in his eyes, she'll always be.
He'll always be there to collect the pieces.
He won't give up, even if the hopelessness increases.

Love exists, he believes, he knows.
Broken hearts are real, she knows, she shows.
He knows her scars are impossible to undo.
But he won't give up, he won't give in, his love is true.

So I set for the sea
in search of something I had lost
but the thing is....
I couldn't remember what it was

I viewed the wonders of the world but....
I never found what I had lost

So I set sail
in search of something I needed
but the thing is....
I couldn't remember what it was

A storm of worry appeared one day
and I started to hesitate with my search
I swallowed my fear and kept sailing

So I set sail off into the storm in the sea
in search of something I had lost and needed
but the thing is....
I couldn't remember what it was
I entered the the storm....

When life deals me Aces,
I still feel like I'm bluffing.
If I trump your hearts,
It's like I've got nothing.
I'm flushed when you're straight with me,
My full house is empty.
Four of a kind,
Your raise has just tempted me.
They say I'm the joker,
They say I'm the Jack,
But love is like Poker,
And I'm not turning back.
I'm All-In.

Progress is what makes the world go around
We must move on, despite our inward cries
A lazy man, in his own doubt he drowns
A persevering man receives the prize
Though obstacles may hinder us the way
Do not fret, instead remember the Word
For heaven's gates open to those who say
"I pass my burdens unto Christ the Lord"
Sometimes, our roadblocks might instead do good
Because when we discover what is meant
The walls suddenly burn away like wood
Instead of doubt, you feel accomplishment
And you can see, though the world struggles too
The good was made for people just like you

Some people say
That the greatest gift
Comes in a huge package
Wrapped in pretty paper
With a big red bow.
Others say
That the greatest gift
Is small
And wrapped with plain paper
And tied with string
Some people say
That the greatest gift
Is store bought
Or purchased on-line
Others say that
The greatest gift
Is something homemade,
Something that comes from the Heart.
Well...
The greatest gift to me
Can't be wrapped up in pretty paper
Or tied with string.
It isnt store bought,
Or purchased online
Hell, for that matter
It isnt even homemade.

I love your mysterious smile
that catches my heart,
I love your elegant style
and the way you move,
your slow and firm steps
that sweep my feet off
while you whisper soft love words to my ear...
I love your enchanting personality
that has made me the prisoner of your lips
And I love living into your heart
because it has made me feel alive with its beats...

Love finds you as you sleep soundly.
Invading your very dreams,
In the midst of the early morning.
It leaves you waking breathlessly,
Peering around for some kind of comfort.
Leaving only you to know what it means.

Real love is a lifetime gift of endless joy,
My heart is open, and eagerly awaiting your employ.

If it is true love, there is no need to worry.
Our love will survive through any spark, flame, or fire.
We can take a long walk through our lives,
And cherish one another as each passing moment goes by.

The truest of the love is meant to last through and through,

So many men were after her
So many guys had tried
But in the end, it didn't matter
Because I won the prize

She's more than a lovely face
With her style, poise, and grace
By far, she's extremely kind
And I'm proud to call her mine

Intelligent with all her brains
The only one keeping me sane
Together we have it made
And our feelings aren't fake

We actually care for each other
By comforting one another
It's not a pointless infatuation
Or any other degradation

I don't see her the way others do:
A nice pair of legs, and a body too
Although, I'll admit, she's awfully cute

I'm in a far away place,
So far away that I can't see my love's face,
But the bright, beautiful moon reminds me of her presence,
Oh how it reminds me of her luminary essence.

That's one of the many things I love about my love,
Every time I miss her I can just look above,
Because as every star lights up the dark sky,
Her presence and love lit up my life's obscure night.

Just as the sun's shine reflects on the moon,
Therefore shining on Earth,
God's light reflects on her and onto my self-made cocoon,
Therefore enlightening me and making me rebirth.

I want to be the picture in your wallet
Carry me around, show me off,
My corners will get worn,
And my face will fade,
But the inscription on the back will always read,
"For you."

I want to be the blanket on your bed
Wrap me around you and feel safe in my embrace,
My stuffing will thin,
And my fabric will stretch,
But I could unravel completely with no regret,
For you.

I held in my hand a diamond,
In my fist I clenched it tight,
Scared it would be lost to me,
Or taken in the night.
So tight I grasped it fiercely,
Where none could see it's shine,
A steel cage formed by fingers,
Protecting what was mine.
Yet one day my grip failed me,
As all things occasionally must.
And where I'd held that diamond,
I found only dust.
From this, I think, a lesson,
One that all should know.
No thing is more important,
than knowing when to let it go.

Lost love taps at my door to speak
Soft words spoken by soft lips
Into an ear unwilling to hear

Remember to forget me

Better I was never here, never there
To fill empty nights and empty filled cups
Held by hands holding each other

Remember to forget me

Easier for the mind to forget what the heart remembers
In slow beats warming skin to warm another
Who was never here, never there

Remember to forget me

Life marches on
To new faces covered by old memories
Remembered by a heart too hard to beat warmth

Remember to forget me

Happiness,
Trapped within the muddy bottle,
With clouded view of the outside world...
Limited feelings,
Tortured souls,
They all dance around.
People yearn for happiness,
But treat it as if it's
In Pandora's box.
It's just a bottle,
But no one reaches for it.
Even when it's within arm's grasp.
Fantasies and make believe
Overrides reality,
And consumes everyone.
And happiness,
The one thing we all need,
Is still in the bottle
Untouched,
Surrounded by pain and suffering.
Launched by Hell itself,
The bottle is the seal of human reason,
Man's most common flaw.

A rock in the river
Tossed about,
Never knowing it's fate

Relationships break,
Hearts are stolen,
About as easily as rocks

Knowing no life,
Death,
Or pain

But if they break and bend like us,
How should we truly know?

Silently they cry,
Tears never showing,
For the water just washes them away

Maybe they do live,
And who knows if it's for good,
Or possibly evil?

Powerful beings,
Living or dead,
For when one rock snaps,

A heart may be broken.

If the whole world is our playground
Then we can’t be far away
Cause friends always meet on
Playgrounds
It’s just the always way

I’d want the whole world to be my playground
So I could look across it and find you
Cause friends always meet on
Playgrounds
That’s just what they do

If the world was not my playground
And all I had was the swings in my backyard
I’d make the world my playground
So finding you
Wouldn’t be so hard

Because my little backyard playground
Isn’t the same without you by my side
It’s just a normal playground
And on it

Imprisoned in Earth, straining to grow
cratered in the same spot, we're ready to know
what lies in that Godly expanse

And our spirits roar, even clouds dream of space
ascending like missiles into heavenly gates
striving for that awesome existence

And it's how we feel, when the flowers grow tall
and the sun fills the air, makes the air feel so small
There's a colossus in us all, impatient in our hearts
waiting to grow out of meek in our subconscious ramparts

The birds stare at us clambering up this world
and the mountains feel our spring toward

The Game is taking over
And you will be his prize,
The Devil cold and deadly
Will savour your demise.

Give in to his perfections,
And join the deadly ride,
His ring trapped on your finger
To brand you as his bride

So beautiful and hungry,
With his mocking, longing stare,
The brown eyes are unearthly,
With his glowing frost white hair,

His mood swings are confusing,
From passion to aggression,
He knows you and he loves you,
You're the shadow man's obsession,

He's watching you, and wanting you,
Winning you with a game,
The young shadow man,

A hidden reserve within each of us
The ability to do what we must.
But no matter how many times we fight
It does not increase our might.
The meaning of strength is not to win
It is to keep coming back again.

It allows us to get to our feet
By doing that we help others in need.
It means not being a pillar for just oneself
and giving inspiration to someone else.
For when each of us draw on our strength
Others can too and it can push them to greater lengths.

When others witness the power inside
It can drive them to stop thier backwards slide.

I may not be your gallant knight,
I wish I could have been.
Nor do I ride a stead of white,
Like in many fairy tales you’ve seen.

I do not wield a blade that cuts,
Nor a shield in my hand.
Instead I have my words that much,
I created such a plan.

That with pen and paper I’ll raid the castle,
That seems to guard your heart.
And failing is nothing more then a hassle,
Because attacking is just a start.

And in this castle there hides a beast with a simple role,
To stand in front of the gates its claws and teeth so sharp.

A Maiden washed upon the shore
The tide running up and down her naked body
Gazes up the empty sky some more
Close her eyes and smiles faintly

Her skin radiates softly
Makes her seem immortal
Her hair surrounds her elegantly
And her beauty seems eternal

Her lips are humming a sweet melody
Some pure and sorrowful song
But her voice raises slowly
To prove out that she's still strong

She is that angel so innocent
A gorgeous goddess to watch upon us
One that is from Eden sent
But humanity led to her loss

Since our world is too full with grief

When she smiles,
I feel the warmth of the sun upon me.
The rains subside and clouds depart;
My eyes boundless.

When she smiles,
The weight of the world is lifted.
No longer burdened by mortality;
My life carefree.

When she smiles,
Sad and lonely become past tense.
The chains erode away;
My heart free.

When she smiles,
Her eternal love fills me.
Life begins again anew;
My soul healed.

Alone we are no more than dust,
Begging for another out of lust,
We're like fire and gasoline,
Safe, when we don't intervene,
Together, an intoxicated explosion,
Our desire spreads faster than corrosion,
Once aroused, we fade to ash,
Never designed to mash.

I cling to beer soaked memories
of times I tried to forget.
I've been here so long now
I have no idea how we met.
I lean against the bar
to remember how to learn
about the world and vices
of the woman I still yearn.
You shattered my perceptions
of love and harmony
so I'll keep searching for truth
through beer, vodka and whiskey.

I am standing on a sea of ice, fragile under my feet
Frozen in one moment, the ice shaking with every heartbeat
If the ice were you, I would not fear the sun and it’s heat
I would dance and jump, and trust for you to hold me up
And if you were the water, under the thin ice
I would gladly let myself fall, and sink down
Through the piercing cold, not thinking twice
Swimming down, towards your warming heart

I am standing on a sea of ice, it’s whispering soft cracks
I hold my breath, and the wind strokes my face softly
Sighing out a small cloud of air, I relax

Through the blazing desert
under the scorching sun and murderous heat
over the dunes of disappointment
I search for you

Through the frozen ruins
braving the relentless wind and deadly cold
over the ruins of great accomplishments
I search for you

Through my cracked heart
where my hopes are crushed and my dreams seem cold and distant
where my love of you still remains
that is why I search for you

I could write a thousand words,
Complicate our thoughts and feelings with discrete metaphors.
Use fancy words that are only used to fill the dictionary.
Send both of our hearts and heads into a whirlwind of confusion.
Waste even more of this precious time.
So instead I'll make it simple and easy for us both,
I just wanted to let you know, I miss you.

She had felt trapped,
Knowing she had to let go
Leading herself step by step,
While her strength was to grow.

Her heart and mind were heavy,
And at a point had found herself pinned
But then she rose in her wisdom,
She let go and became the wind.

She, the wind, a free spirit now,
Among the troubled others
Flies on past as a breeze,
Needing only herself and not another.

Independent and non-reliant,
Casted by a cool reassurance
She has flown more careless now,
And has declared it to be permanent.

Confident in her beauty,
On the inside and for the out

My instincts tell me to run away,
But my feet won't move.
My heart wants to love you,
By my mind won't allow it to.

I don't understand,
I just can't comprehend,
All the signals
My mind and body try to send.

Now, because of this,
I'm in a confused state.
It's something I can't get out of,
It's something I truely hate.

You're not right for me,
This is something I know.
The best thing for me to do
Is simply to let you go.

the stranger hopes to understand what's scrolling through her mind
as he walks along the empty road to which he is confined
she watches so distinctively the steps that he will take
from her broken stained glass window where she contemplates her day

the stranger knows that people stare in curiosity
and wonder why he walks so slowly up and down the street
but he ignores the faces that are stuck inside the glass
except for one whom he had always thought a joy to pass

the stranger didn't feel a stranger when he caught her eye