Lust for Life

Everyone keeps asking where I’m going

Shit, I wish I knew

If I did, you could come too

But I’m just headed down this long road

Looking for a simple hand to hold

And hoping that peace of mind I can find…

Burn it all burn it all, I’m starting it fresh. Because half the time I got it right, I probably guessed…

Life’s story is as quick as the wink of an eye…love’s story is merely hello and goodbye…until we meet again…

Future

I know what I want to do I know where I want to be Is this a curse Or a blessing to me The future I can see so clear Almost like I see it in the mirror Know who I want next to me Know who I want to wake up in the morning and see Does it all play out like a dream? Will it ever be as real as it seems Guess I got to wait and find out Like a movie sequel, gotta see how it plays out Want it all to be true Want to see it the way I do Do things change in the next twenty years Do I still run to you with my fears What am I going to doing with my life Who the hell is my wife Think about the future too much Then the present, you lose touch But that’s what you’re supposed to do right Work towards the future with all your might But when you’re old, do you look to the past And regret all the things that you’ve passed Wish I had all the answers at eighteen The future though, it’s just a dream A sparkle, a glimmer of hope, a second try For the yesterdays that caused us to cry Life moves fast, seconds tick Just hoping all of life’s lessons click Before I make another mistake And I’ve sealed my own fate But for every dark day it is followed by night And the sun rises again so we continue to fight A chance to reach our goals and desires That thing inside of us, that burning fire The things that keep us going every day Like the thought that one day next to you I will lay Or that I can sit back and watch my future kids play But its just all so far away or so it seems Is it a curse or a blessing, that I know my dreams

Past full of regret, rejects. What do you do when the next always ends up like the last. What happens when all you think of is the past. The past plays in the shadows of my every day life. When its around that’s when everything starts to go down, hill. So what happens when the ones that matter don’t even care, and the ones that care don’t even matter.

It’s That.

It’s that look. I need it, I want it. The one that says I’m needed, I’m wanted. It says nothing but at the same time says absolutely everything. That look. The one that will melt a heart. That breaks down walls and barriers. I miss it, I must have it. The one that says I’m missed, the one that says you have me. That look. The one that says everything will be alright, the one that says everything is alright because I’m with you. That look. The one that is worth a billion words, the one that never even has to be said.

Her

You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.

I try to live in the now, where ghosts of old pasts do not apply.

Days & Nights

Days of pain

Nights of the same

A light at the end of the tunnel

Problems go down the drain like a funnel

A glimmer of hope

A chance to help cope

Make it better

Now or never