Postcards From My Mind

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Friday, September 10, 2004

Of Heroes Lost

Sleep. Rest now my friend. The hero has run out of miracles. No one was there to save him. Tell me why, then tell me again. Why do simple dreams have complicated ends. If I asked would you let me feel your pain? If it’s not too much I’ll wear your shoes for a while. For so long I wished I could... Sign in to see full entry.

Last Night

I said a prayer last night. For all of the people who sleep on the streets. I have security, I have warmth, and I take it for granted whenever I can. I watched the news last night. Some little girl forced to grow up cause of another’s hands. I have my faith and my beliefs, they’re kept locked up and... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 3, 2004

If You Need Me

If you ever need me just call my name. And if I need you I know I can do the same. If you feel like you’re gonna crack under the pressure, just say the word and I’ll be the crutch you need to lean on. Sometimes the world hits like a hammer, I’ve been through that, felt the blow and survived the... Sign in to see full entry.

Before You, Before Me

Before I met you there was an empty hole where my heart used to live. Before I met you the darkness was all too familiar for me. Before you touched me I was rock solid and stone cold. Before you showed me I was afraid to look for my soul. Before the first day, the last night was vicious and cruel.... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, August 30, 2004

Sedona

In life we all hide, behind masks or with eyes blindfolded or turned away. I have nothing more to hide now. I am here now for all to see, flaws, scars, this is me. There are many roads to travel, many doors to open, it’s being seen, my face, my eyes, that gets me inside. Casting off shackles, chains... Sign in to see full entry.

She Breathes

Her eyes look, I try to be beautiful. Her ears listen, I try to be meaningful. Her fingers touch, I try to be silken stone. Her mind thinks, I try to be the answer. She sees me and I don’t want to hide. She hears me and I don’t want to be silent. She touches me and I don’t want to turn away. She... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, August 27, 2004

There Goes The Sun

There goes the sun. Running away to find another day. Where does it go when it’s gone? The light never dies, never disappears. It just takes different shapes when to our eyes it appears. There goes the sun. Though I’d hardly known it was there. I slept late this day so when it was gone it was only... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 25, 2004

State Of Mind

So long, it’s been so long. To finally see for what it is. To finally see past all I thought was wrong. Where are we going? Where did we come from? I can see through the shadows. I can see above the trees. Everyone is a book needing to be read. Who stops the rain? When have we had enough? It’s all a... Sign in to see full entry.

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