The Depth of a Soul..

I stand for truth, to stand for right. I Understand the gravity of my actions, while aiming to change it all. Never settling for mediocre, yet understanding that being the best, only comes after countless hours invested.   I will stop to think, I will stop to realize. I stand at the foot of the mountain, a height Ive been climbing for some time. Knowing the truth, Understanding the pain. Light comes, Darkness follows. I understand the pain, I understand love. Never hesitating, never wavering. I will rewrite my story, rewrite the expectations. I know me, I know what works, Yet all never hesitate to learn what I don't.  Staying committed, or falling for anything. Experiencing the pitfalls of life, or the pain wrought upon the consequences of miss-stepping. I'm not afraid to go the extra mile, But will understand before hand what it entails.  Blind faith is not an option anymore, I will understand, I

You are there. I've never doubted it, but I've felt so cold, so alone, so lost. You are there to save me, I know I can't save myself. Can you show me the way? Can I have a life line? Sometimes I feel like I'm falling, Most times I get caught, Caught in the question, Caught in a prayer. I can't decide if, My thoughts are different, or the feeling from my heart.. One in the same they may say,  yet oh so different it is. I can't discover the light,  while laying in the darkness. Yet kneeling, I can search my soul and the cosmos open bare. Bearing my soul to wake, Barring my soul from sin. Kneeling in darkness is better than, standing alone, so cold, so alone, so lost. Searching for clarity, Lost in my mind.  You've told me before, Yet I seem to forget. Help me remember, help me to find. So I just close my eyes, and open my heart. To you I will go, To you I will wond

Chasing the light, finding the dark. Looking out beyond, seeing only a grey fog. A movie, what is this? A picture perfect ending? Impossible. Yet it reminds you of, A feeling previously written. Someday, Some time, a wondering heart, found it's home. The darkness parted, hope planted it's root. In this movie, they were told to be patient, told to be kind, told to live life to it's fullest. Somewhere, at some time, They forgot this advice, They forgot how to dance, forgot how to live. Skinny love, Where did you go? Why can't you be with me now? The Boy said to the girl... Somewhere you knew, At some point... She saw. Staring at the ceiling you find the answer. It was there all along. The boy found the girl, but the girl was't ready. She couldn't hold true, as he could't be patient. The answer you may say, Lies at the root of it all. Come on skinny love, Make it home. The girl found her answer, and it was b

A light from above, Enters in your heart. A glimmer of once was, Maybe again... It's as it should be. The lightness of mind, A simplistic bliss. An easy smile, A full heart. The smile at the thought of, Two hearts that speak. One may never know, The other can only hope. You start to whistle, You can almost skip. Work seems more fulfilled, Things just make more sense. So you just whistle. You can't help but light up at the thought of, or the reality of what you've been missing. If but for a moment, Hold onto this. Don't let it go. Something has changed, You can't put a finger on it.. Maybe once upon a time, Yet it's returned. You had it once upon a time, How this reminds you of it. This can be real, This can be hope. Hope is alive again, This expression of elation. You can feel hope again, You can see the skies aren't grey. It's not over yet. Much is left to be said. Much still needs to grow. But what matt

Light and dark. Angles and demons. White, then Black Shadow's, and Clarity. Time, and the End of time. It seemed so easy. Gaging the right, from the wrong. They say that knowing, Resonates from your soul, But it’s not so easy, For they deemed different. For they who see the world differently, See the world in a many colored multiverse.  There aren't two colors, but 1000's.  The primary colors start as 3, then the rainbow into the whole damn light spectrum.  How can it just be right, and wrong? It's what you know, compared to what you feel. Life... the living.  Never what it seems. Carin, where are you now? You said you knew, You said you saw.  You blamed it on me, and I didn't care. It's that damn conclusion. Which I'm okay with. Innocence scattered above. Yet there you remained. Carin. You blamed it on me, and I didn't care. The right from the wrong, The wrong from t

Thing's happen, and happens to be, Hell, you even knew. That morning after. The day after, the morning there of. The difference between the Afflicted and the introverted. The last to know, or the last to realize. In love with, or loved by. You found out, That morning after. Now I feel mixed up, when straight was the way, While spinning on my side. The morning after made more sense. I can be that fool, or an exception to the rule. Either decided, or having to decide. It's the difference of thought, with the action involved. The Morning after. how could I have known? Wait, I was still around. You did tell me, but I would't listen until, the morning after. No one says, then it shows. Either they want you, or they don't. Feeling like shit, Until the morning after. Waiting for actions, is what most people who know, the difference is between the night before, and the morning after. Wait and see, Then they pay. You'll be

Looking at you, Looking at me, This is so us. Yet why is it them? They knew your name, She knew my face, When is it coming? It's the same story, With a different name. A story long told, Long past, Yet it's a new rhyme, New tale. The car is still running, My feet are still below me. That same place you knew, And I knew. Somehow I can't get through, Or around. We both know, but can't tell. The car is still running, and my feet are still moving. Not wanting to face what's in front of me, But terrified of going back, Back to that place, Back to that time... Can this be? Can it be real? How is this? Late at night I can hear this sound, The river is too deep, and I've forgotten how to swim. I'm not supposed to feel this way, But I know it's name, and you know it's face. Yet we can't face it. So we keep the car running, and our feet moving. I can tell, and you can see. Lookin' at you, looki