Wednesday, June 25, 2014


I need more dreams
and less life
Reality is wrong.
Dreams are REAL.

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

BeTTer oFF

I say you don't care
You say yes you do
I shake my head
And again say no you don't care
This angers you
You scream Yes I do!
You don't understand
When I say you don't care, I am really telling you NOT to care.
Just let me fade away and disappear......

Monday, June 23, 2014


I live between where stories end and real life begins.
A place where memories reside.
Not where they are created or remembered just where they sit.
Where they just exist
They are not used.
Nothing new is created, added or subtracted.
I am one of these memories.
I am at a point in my life where nothing new is being created or added.
Where all the things I have accomplished and everything I have experienced can not be taken away or given back.
I am just existing.
*** I found this entry in a journal I got from my best friend in 2008. It was the first entry. This was written a few months after my world completely fucking changed. I just graduated from college. I had buried two of brothers with in 33 days of each other. This was my reflection at the time. The reason I wanted to post this is really this seems so true for so many of us. I still feel this way on many occasions even 6 years later. 

Friday, June 6, 2014


I notice that I have not updated this blog in over a year WOW so I went and looked at past post and I did one last year of pictures of some of my favorite lyrics. So here is a years worth that I have been posting to instagram showing my lyrics of the day. I hope you enjoy!

Monday, April 22, 2013


I hear from others tales of how much you love me, And how you have for so many years.
Yet you've never told ME.

In these tales I hear How I know and understand you, like no one ever has before.
Yet you don't know ME.

So I ask How can you love me if you don't know me?!?
You do not  know my secrets.
You do not know the causes for my tears or even the reasons behind my fears.
You do not know all the scars that have adhered.

So again I ask how can you love me when you don't know me?!?

Perhaps Now that I have you pondering your admiration and  jubilance. And Trying to
assemble reasons for this.

I say now you can cease your contemplation.
The answer is quite Simple.
You have simply never asked!


Tuesday, September 4, 2012


My knuckles maybe bruised and broken but I'll never give up the fight.
I'll fight no matter how long it takes.
I'll fight no matter where or if I'm slashed, broken and beaten.
I'll fight as long as I can wake up with you. As long as i can wale up in your eyes. Because wrapped in your arms I could survive anything.