Nightmares of the Sea

lead me astray until i no longer ask

how many more moons will this dark nightmare last

with the rise of the moon, i cannot close my eyes

i'm falling from grace, i believed i could fly

hear the wind in the sails, calling out to the night

taste the salt in your veins, push onward! we fight!

through the endless seas that ever plague your mind

watching for light, for the night is not kind

though the eve may be long, and my mind dreams of death

my heart, she is strong, and i'll take one more breath

bring the wind to the sails, we will make it as one

the shore calls for us, to finish what we've begun

The Skyline in Flames

last chance

flash me those eyes

it just doesn't work like it used to

beg you to stay

nothing is the same

stand on the horizon

feel the sun on my face

as you walk away

nothing is the same

i saw the evergreens

fall down to their weary knees

dancing flames that took their hearts

look for an escape, and then fall apart

our innocence is gone

lost in broken clocks that stain the walls

time is standing still

our hands no longer move, my skin is frail

these red cups run this town

no longer feeling for myself

my mind lost to the bright

streetlights that guide me home tonight

walk alone

until the moon goes out

walk alone

We Have Ways of Making You Talk

i always thought i could find my way
without your hand over my heart
but the days bleed into the nights
and the morning sun brings your voice
leave the neverending sky behind
walking hand in hand with what i'll never be
i could burn these bridges
but her ghost would follow me forever
it's a losing fight, we've got ourselves in
face down on the cold ground
looking for a way out
of a situation we could never have foreseen


last night i tired to steal the ocean
but i was stopped on my way home

3:37 a.m (Why?)

take it back

i could lose myself in you for days

every time i take a breath

i close my eyes and see your face

take it back

your smile like the sun

morning waits for us

shining brightly for us love

take it back

rest your soul in my arms

forver longing for this

its everything i could ever want

for everytime you said goodbye

and every night we tried to fly

the empty sky holds my eyes

your lonesome heart should be with mine

take it back

an empty sidewalk calls for us again

and every time you know i said

i want you more than just a friend

take it back

a river flooded up onto the shore

under pale moonlight

staring at this open door

these are the nights

for some reason we feel alive

taking one step at a time

hoping for the cold night

to never say those words

goodbye

When She Ceases To Be Real

she parted the sky

the stars begging to shine

lost in the blackness

of a dark november night

a canvas of white

stained with emotions of grey

a palette of nothing

with no words to say

no ocean still blue

drown in these frozen lakes

the ice in your veins

with no hope of escape

take the words from my lips

straight into your heart

i'll love you forver

nothing can tear us apart

Letting Go of What Could Be

lets start a fire

drink down these flames

feel the burn in your throat

i never said this wouldn't hurt

she closed her eyes

wake up wake up

douse this forest in gasoline

who would've guessed it would burn to the ground?

cover your ears and pull the switch

all you know is a lie

empty promises fill these streets

with a smile as crooked as the cracks in the pavement

she turns and walks away

the camera flashes

as the windshield shatters

photographs of what we used to be

line these empty streets

Speak To The Moon

you say that you'll stay

like the stars in the sky

rippping holes in the darkness

leave without a goodbye

you spoke not a word

your eyes said it all

your reflection in the pavement

you let the sky fall

the city is screaming

but none lend an ear

all she wants is that someone

to downplay her fears

when the moon in the sky

no longer shines that pale white

the empty sky whispers

forever goodnight

The Beginning of Something Big

when a photographer starts to lose that passion for photography they do what most people call a project 365. one photo, every day, for one year. myself being a poet, who has in my own eyes, started to lose that passion, I have decided to do my own project 365. I am going to attempt to write one poem, every day, for one year.

a lofty goal? yes. possible? yes.

i'm hoping that in this i can push myself to once again find the beauty that i used to see in everything and find a way to put it on paper, for not only myself to enjoy, but for everyone else as well.

i hope anyone that may stumble upon this enjoys what they read. feel free to comment on anything you find, i always enjoy hearing what people think about what i write, positive or negative.

enjoy