Out Together

I catch a glimps of what used to be.
Is it real or am I in a dream?
Sadness washes over me
As I think about reality...
But for now nothing is as it seems,
It is the way it used to be and
For the moment- for the moment,
I'll enjoy the dream.

Hard Wired

When we were brand new,
How the current flowed through.

It was a wonderful flow of energy...
Passing from me to you and you to me.

Poetry flowed from me always then.
I began to trust and my wounded heart opened.

We joined as one- and what happened to the flow?
Suddenly what was raging became very slow.

Short-circuited now- sadly we are broken.
Still joined, but our love blocked and unspoken.

I have all this love to give and it's killing me,
I'm being burned up by my own wasted energy.

Oh bitter is the once-so-sweet taste-
The price to pay for our foolish haste.

Trapped?

Pull the drawbridge, fill the mote.
Tell the citizens that we are on alert.
Send out the scouts, call the guards.

They said they were friendly...
They sent promises of peace and joy.
They sent gifts of love, all words unfulfilled.
Get the guards to their posts, watchers watch.
This alliance may actually be a take over.

Oh my hurting heart.

House of Cards

Building a house of cards,
You know it will come down,
But you build it anyway, it fills the time.
Card by card you get in deeper...
"Can't stop now, we've reached the second story"
So we build and build and it gets bigger and bigger
and we decided to go ahead and live in it
Despite the fact that cards are weak
and card houses always come down sooner or later...
Reassurance abounded and I went along-
And as I feared, it's coming down- right on our heads.

Looking Back

Painful is the regret of a mistake made,
Living in regret is indeed a high price paid.
Isn't that just the American way?
Gratify now, and later pay.

Oh that's what I've done,
and now my stomach churns.
I look back and see the exact
Point I should have turned.

If only, if only I had just been strong,
It'd be dificult still but not this wrong.
So another crossroads, now much harder,
I wish I wasn't here, wish I had been smarter.

Oh the sadness and pain of regret.
Every day I fret, fret, fret.
The grass is greener on the other side,
I wonder if I can stay and abide...

Turn it around

Why is it we remember the words that are spoken,

That which is negative; promises broken?

For every sweet memory, there are ten bad,

It's easier to hold on to the troubles we've had.

Think of a person that you don't really like;

Name three things bad, name three things nice:

It's harder by far to come up with the good,

I wish we could turn it around- we should!

I will make my best effort- each day,

To see the truth, but in a more positive way.