wish

i still wish

i could rest my

tired head

and smell your smell

id live a thousand lives

for one more

deep breath

of true beauty...

nothing i can do now

as i walk

this dark night envelopes me

and i realize

there is nothing

i can do now

these dreams wont be taken away

and i cant escape this reality

of all your fingers

pointing at me

in anger

and heat

for all the things

these voices

keep calling me

your no more forever

your no more forever

they keep calling me

calling me

your forgotten

never to be remembered

love..

remembered

Hold my hand pretty girl?

Hey, so it's just me

I was your sweet William-O

I fear this is the

time of late

Too much

of what Momma

would think

What
What
What

would she think if she heard

my gruff love?

It could have been

a simple slip of the lip

a love of the kiss

just one more

we each deserve

one more test

But what would

Momma-o think?

of her sweet

Ariela-o

So what if I were to

return?

These words fall

on deaf ears

and these steps

fall down

silent ears

but up

Is where these feet

send me

and now this

is the last

of what I will

see

of what William-o

will see

of how he died

during a thought

and a dream

of all that

could have been

of all that was not

driven up to

by the captain

who fell in love

with the lady

i watched walk

a

way

i died with each step

with each breath

but I stand

now

ready

but without a hand

to

hold

mine...

A storm is coming darling....

I will still

and always

sing you love songs

written

in the letters

of your name...

New Beginnings

Well, I guess it must start sometime. I suppose it's not the medium that counts, its just getting it out. I'm so afraid I don't have what it takes anymore but this is the one way to get what I want. So, I guess here I go.... 


The story is the heart...