good evenin'.

these days,
seems like times are changin
slower than normal.
it's different,
i'm still getting used to it.

there was a time,
when i thought
everyone was innocent.
nobody had a thing to hide.

now i know better.

i've learned my lessons,
ones not taught in classrooms.
it happened the hard way.

a truth.

even in the sunlight,
you are blind.

untitled.

if i were a word of hate,
would you notice me more?

it doesn't take much wind
to move the ocean,
but how many waves
does it take to move you?

it wasn't a question of faith.
the water was salty-
full of my tears.
it would hold you up
if you found
you couldn't swim.

if you found you were suddenly
drowning,
who would be there
to pull you out?

if the albatross saw you,
he would keep flying.
there is no redemption
for you here.

the wind would try to help
you out,
but it is not
strong enough for you.
it is invisible, and so,
it is not real.

it would brush your cheek,
tell you to be safe,
but you would not hear it.

you are drowning.

drowned.