Is Anyone There?

Hello, is this thing working?
Is anybody there?
Is anyone reading or listening?
Does anyone understand where I stand?
Does anyone find themselves at the same thought?
Does anyone believe what I have written?

Hello, is anyone there?
Are the words making sense?
Are the analogies real?
These thoughts, these expressions are they real?
Have you felt them? or are you feeling them?
Have you lived them? or are you living them?

Hello, is there anyone here?
Is anyone waiting to see what’s next?
Is anyone in doubt of the weight of these lines?
Does anyone have an opinion? Or voice to add?
Does anyone resent or despise these truths?
Does anyone accept or live in these lines?
Hello...is anyone there?

My Friend of Extremes

I have a friend of highs and lows
My friend is more like my family
I have a friend of highs and lows
My friend could be further than foes
I have a friend of highs and lows
My friend makes me laugh the hardest
I have a friend of highs and lows
My friend gets my heart to its lowest
I have a friend of highs and lows
My friend has love bigger than I know
I have a friend of highs and lows
My friend knows how to cease all love
I have a friend of highs and lows
My friend seems to know no harm
I have a friend of highs and lows
My friend can be sharper than a sword
I have a friend of highs and lows
Where we’re going I do not know.

Musings of a First Love

I still wonder, I dream…then I wish
I remember you…too well
Like we just met…all over again
Some days its tears…
Some days its fears..
Sometimes its regret
Most times is just me…mad at me
I wonder, I dream…then I wish

I imagine, I see…then I wake
What we could have been
But what we surely aren’t
Almost like we never met
Some days I’m mad
Sometimes I’m sad
Most times it seems pretty bad

I hope, I wait…then I wake again
What isn’t yet happening
Perhaps may never will
It’s all past and we don’t seem like the future
Some days I miss you
Sometimes I think about you
Most times I realize that I loved you.

Mean World

Sometimes life feels too short
And the world reminds us too often
So I wonder why we still wait…
Why we still leave things unsaid
Why we still hurt and burn within
Why we live alone right from within
The world around refuses us the peace
It presses against the promises we make
It steals the sincerity and confidence we have
It makes us think we’ve lost ourselves
That others have won and we are no more
There is a loneliness no one seems to understand
That which puts us in an odd capsule
Of sadness and silence no one hears a word
We scream but doesn’t seem loud enough
We cry, the tears don’t seem liquid enough
We talk, the words don’t seem expressive enough
We stop…we age from within
and every day we die a little more.