Drifting

Alone, on the water, I lay.
It’s just me. Nothing to say.
I’ve been drifting all night
and day. I am drifting
out of sight. I’ll be alright.
This water has taken me
and pushed me to be
another man lost at sea.
I’m not lost; I’m just free.
I drift closer to the sun
and I begin to think –
I’m not the only one.

Slow Songs

Our song plays and time stops.
It’s just me and you. We dance
all night as our light slowly burns.
Your eyes say more than you
know. I must know how you feel.
This is real. The DJ plays a slow song
and I fall in love again. It must be
our song. I can’t be wrong. Our song
plays. We hold each other. We rock
back and forth into the night
as we share this dance for the rest
of our days, the rest of our life.

Into the Night

I live for the night. I always stay up.
I stay up as others lay down;
I find peace in a sleeping town.
The night time is the right time
to face the dark side of the day.
I like staying up deep into the night.
I feel alive when I walk empty streets.
I love sitting in a row of empty seats.
When I stay up, I see lights turn off.
I am awake to hear something
quickly turn into nothing. I am awake
to bring the only light into the night.
I am here to do my work out of sight.
I live for the night: What can I say?
My light does not shine during the day.

The Power of Pain

This pain paints a sad picture.
It cuts deeper than you now.
This pain tastes really bitter
as a river of tears flow.
I feel weak, week after week;
there is happiness I seek.
There is love that I need.
The power of pain can drain
all the thoughts from my brain.
This pain is never the same;
I must be the one to blame.
It is hard to feel good:
the only way people should.
The power of pain is strong
when most the days grow long.
This pain oozes out of me
and refuses to let me be.
This pain controls my life
and lasts long into the night.
I always try to fight it,
the powerful wave of pain.
I hope my light stays lit
during sunshine and rain.

Life is but a Dream

Oddly enough, my dreams are too real

And I keep on seeing things only my mind knows.

The people I recognize and the emotions I feel

run off to a place where my memories go.

As my eyes close, I recount my day.

I think about what I could’ve changed

and I start to drift to a place far away:

to a familiar place that still feels strange.

Lost in a flood of overwhelming thoughts,

I fight a battle within my own head.

I kill off my demons to connect the dots

all before I get to leave my bed.