Last night I fell asleep among the clouds.
My wings were too heavy and tired, to carry me home.
I dram of sweet thoughts all night;
Flying through planes and marveling at all the wonders of this world.
My wings could endure days on end with the least bit of fatigue and I was not alone.
For there were dozens of creatures like me.
We built cities for our children and shelter for our sick.
I was so happy in my slumber that I would not care if I fell right through the cloud.
I wished and tried so hard to hold on to this dream and when I woke up I found that I was human.

Worshiped you like the seasons.
Honored you like the sun.
And like the ocean I’ve watched you swallow my emotions to spit them right back at me by the shore.
Left unattended they grew tired and hungered for nourishment, but the moisture from your water was too bitter.
I watched you engulf entire ships with such ease.
Leaving no lost soul behind, you are the ultimate collector.
Like a snake to a flute you hypnotize and guide me towards your savage ocean.
Again to repeat the same motion.
I break from your spell in mid drift, but your waves won’t let me connect to the shore.
Surely you must have a plan, for I cannot drift in this sea for much longer.

I drove a few blocks past your old home, I couldn’t help but wish for one more season with you.
Endless summers spent by your side, with the fear of fall creeping around the corner.
We would take shelter from the cold in your home and watch October pass us by while we hid inside.
Warm and welcome, I felt such ease in between your arms.
December’s breeze would slip its cold hand in once in a while, as a reminder of the world beyond this home.
But you’d brush off its icy touch and replace it with a warm gesture of love.
Spring would roll around and before you know it we would embrace summers warmth again.
Our love would burn as bright as the summer sun.
Then come to a freezing halt in winter. The fear and dread brought by the change in seasons.
This house was once our shelter, before winter and fall broke in and turned it into an icy kingdom.
Took over and left it all forever still in the grasp of the fall and cold from winter’s breeze.
Such a love could only exist through these changes and even though summers heat shines directly above this home, fall and winter refuse to release their grip.
This house belongs to them now, and their struggle to dominate each other throughout the year.

Their perspective is only a mere one sided angle, I have several and yet they choose to view me from the furthest.

Making it hard to see and unclear to what my actions mean.

So therefore I chose to close the blinds of my soul.

I won’t let them see if what they look for is the worst in me.

Today marks three years since the last time I saw you my friend.
I wish I could feel your warmth once more.
Or see your face and the smile you used to wear around.
If I knew I would never see you again after that night, I would have held you tight at least one last time.
We were not the closest, but my heart broke like everyone else’s when you decided to go away.
I hope you found that peace you always searched for, no longer haunted by all your demons or forever searching.
I wish I could have taken away all that pain you held inside and replaced it with something like love and joy.
Everyone so willing to help yet you let no one in.
I would have helped and understood, or at least tried to. But you had other plans….
You will always be that sweet shy guy to me and I will keep you safe in my thoughts forever.
Rest in peace Omar, I love you always.

I like reaching for the climax of the song and setting the crowd down softly.
Jumping right into the waves of sounds as the masses of notes carry me away.
Dancing in between the riffs, catching a ride on the drum line and hoping no one will ever find me.
Wandering through the melody like a lost child in a maze,
Skipping so many beats as I stay in place while the chorus breaks.
Tinny machines and electric escapes, take me away.
Come on to me with color so bright, that the light can not even negate.
The beauty in time and the metronomic pulse in my veins.
These have always been the moments where all my emotions are at stake.

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I want to be better.
As of today I quit drinking for forty days & I’m on day 12 of quitting cigarettes.
I’ve wanted one so bad these past few days.
The drinking is for lent and cigarettes for life. I want to be healthier for myself.