Ash To Dust

i look, turn around, and see your facethen, it falls away like dustlike a living dreamnot even yours in the first placeso, I keep walking along staring at the groundtrying harder to recall what’s left of the vision… Read More

My Heart in a Bottle

Like a bottle in a vast ocean…I’m driftingfurther and further from your beautiful shore, I floatmy body breaking against violent waveswhich pull me far far from the horizonalone, I wade, no one around to hear mefor the longest… Read More

Journal Entry # 166 – It’s Lonely Behind A Mask

You deserve to rest. Even if only for a moment. Put down the weight you’re carrying. Let go of the need to keep it all together. Take off your warrior mask. For this moment, now … just breathe…. Read More

Journal Entry # 157 – My Daughter Read a Text From Me!

Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet. – Aristotle 

Just a Monday Moment

Admiring you from afar is like staring at the stars; beautiful to look at, yet too hard to reach.

Recovery

This time it didn’t matter if I held youI guess my heart grew stronger from all the breaksLike a junky with a kicked addictionmy track marks no longer have aches I fought through the pain of withdrawalalone and… Read More

My Heart’s An Open Book

Every day…I write you a love letter.No pen, no paper, just what’s inside my heart.I know they never reach you.But, right now I’m OK with that.Because, no matter how many words I’ve written, or how many more I’ll… Read More

Dream A Little Dream Of You

tell me how I can make a dream come truelike the one I had last night of youand then there was the night beforeand…well, so many many more it’s the one where you said helloand the tears suddenly… Read More

Plagiarized Love

my love for you is like a book with stolen pagesbeautiful words eraseddeleted lines…replacedeverything’s torn from the very bindwords rewritten that were never minean unknown author with a tale of a broken heartspends his lonely days with nowhere… Read More

Bike Writer # 14 – Time, Don’t Waste it!

Time isn’t the main thing, it’s the only thing. – Miles Davis