They say that your brain always is thinking things out

 doing some sort of thinking even when you yourself may not be

so then why does one get silent so long not knowing even one word or hum

You’d think if it were always on go with thoughts one word would be shared an hour at a time at least

so why does it stay silent even when you try to think

like if you write but have no words to be said

yet your mind is already nonstop thinking in control

then where is it at and why can’t we think even when we try

our mind still in a silence and no words or thoughts within the head

still face to face with this writers block somehow

trying to pull one thought from within this crazy routine within your brain

 in this silent life full of confusion and strife

making a silent bob trying to become the tin man for sure

however no brain so big or so small can even be the loudest still

for each brain may always be working its routine

weather loud or silent

you still always end up at some time with a silent word and quite routine

creating the silence we have around us right now

What Are The Things He Sees In Me

What are the things that he sees in me

this a question that has stumped many for many a year

what are the things he sees in me

are you certain it’s me that he sees these things he sees

I am not much


I am what I am

my life not so thrilling yet reveals many a thrill

what things does he see in me

why does he see what he sees

I am not all that exciting am I really


Well at least not to me

so what are these things he sees in me

I can’t find good in my life I have seen

he doesn’t know my life like what I see

so what does he see in me

what if  really am not as he thinks

what if I disapoint him when he learns of the things I have seen

he expects what it is he sees in me and thinks of me

but what when it is something new and in reality

what are the things he sees in me

I am not that special to have such a high perch

or am I and I just don’t really know who I am in life each day

I want to have faith

I want to believe

but I honestly do not see what he sees in me

why I am I so different and special and the chosen

I know I mutter this every so often

but my heart is worn and trust is slimmed

making my self esteem a bit of a wham

okay okay

alot of a wham

self evalution is not my degree

for sure it’s not

 or else why would I sit here asking what does he see in me

why does he see what he sees in me

what are the things he sees in me

In An Instant

each day she lived she was always there

 then I awake no expectations at hand but looking for her and in just that split second overnight as if it were already planned there she went without a word or a thought to yet come

one time she was there and then she was gone

will they let her die or let her story live on

it happens so fast it feels it can not be real

but as much as you try you take one more peek into that mirror and know than that it is

for you know of that very mirror you have known all too well that it itself is real and can not hide that fact as much as you wish you could at will

one minute she was here and in an instant overnight she was gone in just a second not even more

So you put yourself at ease knowing she is well

 pulling yourself up straight and square to the floor

taking one deep breath to face what is next

laying her to rest putting you at ease

this time is your last and final goodbye so make it your best as ever before

for once you awake in the morning light

her spirit will have been released into it’s very own light

together in two different ways you two move on

saying that final goodbye knowing that you will see each other still again in time

but for now she is here today but gone in an instant just over night dawn to daybreak of tomorrow’s light

The Angel I Once Saw And Knew

I once wrote well of this sweet angel I knew

with hair so soft and smooth like it was wicked just right

she always wore a smile and filled your life with delight

bringing joy upon each step you’d take

she was the glow to brighten your pathway or road


I still know this angel I see

although life is not really the same these days

much of her glows  have begun to fade away

her feathers are malting sadly also

no one’s life is easy you easy

but an angel’s life should be carefree and happy

she used to smile all the time brightening each’s face as they crossed ways

though now she has weights of so many that even so it is tearing the angel herself down as well

herself still so joyous and bubbly as ever

though her life weighing her down and tearing at her age

filling her eyes and minds in overwhelming wear

her beauty still shining through amongst all the feathers from her widespread wings

just not as prominent which once was before


her hands still reaching out to all at her tips

but toppling her is enemy’s worst hold now

I sit back and cry as the tears fill my eyes

seeing in disbelief this angel i once knew

wishing i could be a majestic as her and give her the hand she’s given me a time and time again

having the power and will to fill each void

filling me with grace and relief

although I am not as majestic as she

and I can not bring the secure extra wing as she herself has time and again

My heart droops like a weeping willow as I watch in somber this fading wonder

Knowing of her from once before to who I know now as I watch her once more

tears my life away in shattered shreds as she carries weights never meant for her

 growing heavy laden and fatigued worn down as ever was before

 her glow slowly fading away melting into the waters and snows

this worn angel was not the angel I once saw and knew

now my words of this angel are seldom too few

as it hurts me more tan ever to recall the stories and paths she has traveled

 for all the many she has known leading her to this slow trialing trail I see now

she has done so many good things with good people as well

but life slowly hands her the jackpot of a bad deal and has slowly been eating her away

how much longer will this angel presumably stay

 I don’t ask or hope for much

however I will today

for this angel I know still has a spark of spirit I see

so today my request I make shall be

renew her light within her as you have within me and help her shine as ever bright as many times before did she and let her be still carefree and happy glowing everywhere and anywhere as ever she would and could before

empty the weights she has weighing on her and leave her free of all trials tied to her hold releasing her free once more