The days slowly crawl From sunrise to sunset The same words echo Until they fall silent The sky mourns us With determined drops That fall heavy Even maybe a bit angry At our solitude Because Even heaven understands Our torment at being apart
At the time it seemed I was stuck inside an hourglass Big chunks of stone Surrounded me on every side I could barely move And when I did… it took forever So much strength was needed And I felt so weak… so small But time kept sifting through And I kept climbing over Shifting landscapes…
I feel the glass under my feet Sharp and cutting deeper With every step forward I take I feel the sticky cling to my soul And the burn begin to compete With all the lies I once believed Move over sweet grim reaper I’m not losing myself just yet I refuse to bleed out Over…
I first met Micheal Jason Allen when my daughter and I signed up to be extras on a movie set. My best friend Yousef Kazemi wrote and was directing a movie called The Stand-in. Follow its progress here. He was a well-dressed man (because we were in the wedding party) with a bowtie and a…
For now… I close my eyes And imagine I don’t feel the sting Of your absence The thousand miles Of dotted lines On asphalt roads The distance searching And measuring the space From here to there From me to you For now… I close my eyes And imagine It’s you I feel Stealing my…
Maybe the notes Flow through veins Catapult memories From snapshots To movie streams Maybe the notes Harmonize With your breath Reconcile With your thoughts Or maybe they just Keep you alive Until you find Someone who Understands And hears them The same as you
The fire It fortified her bones Into milky glass torches And turned her blood Into kerosene rivers And that’s how she set The whole world on fire
They say the more you love someone the more it hurts to lose them. They say it’s worth it. But I don’t know who “they” is. I’ve watched people dear to me lose the love of their life and… they say different things. They want what they had back because to be without them feels…
There are people who build cities on top of volcanic fields. And they live there. People build lives in desperate towns. And they die there. People grow up in fast cities and slow farm towns and simply exist there. Such a big world to live in… Are you HOME where you are? I’ve always had…
Love and sunshine Caress the surface Penetrate the skin Warming feelings That needed light Making our souls Beautifully happy Full of hope again
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