Wednesday, December 9, 2009

September 11 2001

*Written September 12, 2001*

This is not for those who were lost
but for what was lost instead
Not for those who we bow are head
not for those who now are dead

This death that I write of
this oh so sad goodbye
Is the loss of our freedom
the life America swore by

The tears Lady Liberty shed
on that sad, sad day
When an injustice happened
a faceless coward made us pay

Two peaceful religions
both in God we trust
And now in the defense of God
we see revenge as a must

But could we do this differently?
find peace and not make war?
Because anger breeds more anger still
and peace and love go far

I have imagined a time

I have imagined a time
when 'what ifs' were no more
and in this fairy tale land
we are still human
capable of love
capable of sin
and with confidence brings masked insecurity
that slips through the cracks
and falls through my small hands
My 'what ifs' climax my brain
pleasured with security
riddled with the unknown

In retrospect

In retrospect
I know now
that I didn't know
how I felt/

In retrospect
I now see
what had been
dark to me/

In retrospect
I realize
what I should have said and done/

In retrospect
life
just isn't as much fun

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

worthy is the Lamb



Wednesday, August 26, 2009

sometimes the heart beats faster than the brain can think

sometimes the heart beats faster than the brain can think/
that's when we ignore the facts and walk on faith/
but faith won't get you to the other side when the bridge is down/
just left stranded on the wrong side of town

Thursday, July 9, 2009

the fire beneath me
what i dream but can't do
i'm shaking
i'm livid
i've wilted
i'm new

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Cool breeze and that country air

Cool breeze and that country air
Some pecan trees and flowers in my hair

Grandaddy's smile and a catfish fry
Country music on the radio and the neighbors passin by

Sundresses and that southern cuisine
Church on Sundays and livin' in between...

Sunrise to sunset, no moment the same
Just climbin to heights, washed over by rain
My roots grew wings which took me far
I owe it all to one wishing star
I owe it all, to one wishing star

Ocean breeze and that gulf coast air
Saltwater and sand all up in my hair

Mama's smile and the bright blue sky
Sweet tea by the pitcher and warm apple pie

A little girl smiles buildin' her sandcastle dream
Bigger than she knows and greater than it seems

Sunrise to sunset, no moment the same
Just climbin to heights, washed over by rain
My roots grew wings which took me so far
I owe it all to one wishing star
I owe it all, to one wishing star

Starlight and moonlight tangled all in my hair
I owe it all, to that one wishing star

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Rewind

Rewind/
A groundhog's day of sorts/
Playing over and again/
How did I get here/
Every day I open my eyes/
To where I've already been


Tuesday, April 21, 2009

You make me sick

You make me sick,
disgusted, naseous, heavy like a brick

Yet I can't say goodbye,
I want to, I can't, I need to get high

I'm cringing as I write this
Livid and mad
Furious, on fire
Not even sad

I hate you so much
Your lies, your flaws, your face, your touch

You're nothing, your wrong
Not the one, not right, a horrible song

I want to destroy you,
bring you down hard,
Tortured and red
Beaten and scarred


Sunday, April 19, 2009

When goodnight ain't the end

When goodnight ain't the end/
and I'm with him again/
I lose my place, I lose what I've become

To give in, to the past/
And I see "us" so fast/
What we were, what I wanted all along

As he kisses my face/
And a passionate embrace/
Feeling safe, feeling warm, we are one

But, then, I wake up/ 
And it all ain't enough/
Hard goodbye, and I'm drowning once again

So pass the cup, fill it high/
Let me down it til I'm numb/
With time, I knew this would come

Hot bliss, a mistake/ 
And its hurts now like it did/
When I made it the past, not for good

Merry go round, best for now/ 
Tears of joy, tears of pain/
Bring the rain

Cleanse me off, make me wise/
Give me strength, break all ties/
He is gone, no more time

A dream, nothing more/
That's the end, just for now/
I am fine.



Monday, January 5, 2009

in a whirlwind of stop and bend
of sun and moon i too pretend