Journey of Addiction

The hours pass quickly until days turn into months and months become years,
Until there is too much wasted time and too many things that haven't been said.
The silence speaks volumes
As memories flicker ever so briefly-
slowly fading into a past that I can hardly remember.
Pictures become ancient-
from a time that no longer exists and perhaps never did.
Stories sound fictitious-
as if from a childhood someone else experienced.
The truth shouts bitterly in the back of my head-
as venom rolls heartily in the pit of my stomach.
The past is no more-
joy will not travel from that path again.
The divergent road has rounded the bend
far from sight-
to a dark destination.
I fear your journey has taken you deeper into the wooded trail-
beyond the chance of a safe return.
I call out to you-
but the noise is so loud that you can not hear-
the crowd so thick you do not care.
My time is done-
I must move on alone
Leaving you to thrive on empty promises and smoke screened dreams.
Your present and future are becoming your past-
I long for you to find your way home
Where you are honored, protected and loved as you once have been before.
Safe, unharmed and unafraid of your fate.
The seconds pass slowly
until minutes turn into hours
and hours become your lifetime.
Until there is no more
and it is too late to recover that which has been lost.

Take A Look Around

Take a look around you
Is it everything you dreamed?
Is it what you always wanted?
Is is even what you need?

Look at your life and how you live it
Did it turn out as you liked?
Or are you a perfect stranger
Living someone else's life?

Do you see yourself as others do?
Or do you look inside?
Cause if you go by looks alone
Shallowness may be your only guide

Next time you look into the mirror
Look past everything you see
Look deep inside at who you are
And who you want to be

Shadows Of The Past

Shadows of the past fall behind me

Tossed aside on the road less traveled

Before me is the path to my future

Footsteps line my dreams unraveled

In the distance I see what I have lost

Growing darker with the fading sun

The moon calls the stars to join him

For every new light, one wish undone

Past the sky I look toward the heavens

To God this one question I ask

If what I wanted is no longer possible

My future will you please unmask

This is something that I can not answer

It can only be answered inside of you

Past choices will effect your journey

And the pain you put someone else through

Don't give up, stay strong and have faith

Your purpose I'll promise you'll find

The key is to let go of yesterday

Look forward and never behind

I keep walking, careful not to turn

As the sun once again starts to rise

Unclear of tomorrow or the future

But with a faith that is newly energized...

Changing Scenes In My Life

It seems like just last night I had all these friends

From childhood to my teens
Playing tag and ghost in the grave yard

sharing deep moments and sneaking out
Buying toys to real brass

I grew up around things you might never have witnessed
But these things are the things that taught me right from wrong

It shows people who I am and who I will always be
From family to strangers

All these people have taught me from their mistakes

From his hope to his anger
All I know is that through all these tough years

I had an angel near my side
But I want that angel to take their sides

So that through the rest of their lives
They will both have a happy and safe ride

Till it's time for us to say goodbye
From birth to death

From hurt to hate
No matter how hard it is

It's never to late...

Life Paints A Picture

Everyone's life is a picture,
Painted by only one person,

Life itself.
The picture shows everything you're doing,

And everything you have done.
But sometimes, Life gets tired.

And doesn't want to paint a picture.
So, Life sends problems to stop you,

If you give up, your picture is finished.
If you keep going, so does your picture.

So the question is:
How soon do you want to see your picture?

Do you want to see it now?
When it could be so much more?

Or later, when there's so much more than before?
It's your choice,

I'll keep going.