Tell me

Tell me


Sunday blues on a Monday, pretty rebellious
It’s always the crazy times that refine us
The times where there’s nothing left.
Life is sweet like milk and honey
And the only dreams that come true are the ones that we believe in and fight for
Maybe music is to the soul what food is to the body. 
And time is to life what air is to breathe
Tell me, what are you doing with your talent?

Public domain pictures.

Maybe I’m wrong 

Maybe I’m wrong 


he smiled as though his dreams had come true, the only ray of light seeping through his dark clouds; he said it was me…me. as he turned away looking into the distance; I stared at his face, he seemed lost in his head, skipping lanes, on the run. there’s something in the way he blinks repeatedly that reminds me of fireflies, lighting the way of someone lost without even knowing it. with no clue where this is going I try my best to be present, to feel these emotions now, right here where love found me, to play it safe by sending away the worry and assumptions. whatever happens I’ll remember this time, the bond we shared and maybe then I’ll be okay. 

Picture by robertlfoster.com

Come back to life 

Come back to life 


Don’t lose yourself in your head 
Clash of thoughts, fighting for control
Reality, perception, the truth, a lie
Don’t get drunk in the idea that you’re not normal, no one is 
So please my love
Come back to life
Save your soul, change your thoughts, don’t be a fool for the Bible says ” Fools base their thoughts on foolish assumptions, so their conclusions will be wicked madness”. Set yourself free, DO IT now!

Art from Gallery Nucleus
Bible verse; Ecclesiastes 10:13 NLT

Fighting for my life

Fighting for my life


I feel left out
Like the rest of the world is on a high speed train
But I stand here, abandoned at an empty train station with no way back scrambling to make do with my lemons
I feel stressed out
Like my mind has become the hamster on the endless wheel
But I keep running, even though life won’t stop the experimenting
I feel alone
Like a rat caught in a trap, left to fight for it’s life
But I keep fighting, because it’s the only choice I have, I may lose a limb, but I will survive. 

Picture by T Nation

Deal with it

Deal with it


I have these movies in my head
Of how it will all play out in the end
Do you have them too?
It all seems scary and distant and like there’s nothing more I can really do to change anything 
But life is beautiful
God’s creation is phenomenal
Everything that has been, is and will come, all being a part of the whole cycle
Remind yourself that you’re but a spec in the universe, you’re not “special”
Live your life, take a risk, dream bigger, don’t worry about us or try to understand everything under the sun
Because whether we take the chances or not, we’ll all die anyway. 

Picture by Tiny Buddha

Psalm 73

Psalm 73


Why? I think I love you and it feels like they don’t but how is this possible? They have it all, I have it all, YOU but they can’t see it and so they laugh. “Hypocrites, fake, too much, in denial, not real” that’s what they say to me when I say your name, they don’t believe you’re there, in control, watching, waiting, listening, they have no clue how relentless you’re. Sometimes I cry because I desperately want to be accepted, loved, touched, to just see your face and hear you whisper in my ears “I am always with you and I love you”. they seem not to care but I think they do deep down, they’re just lost here like me. Who have I in heaven but you? Are you enough for me? My feet may fail and my strength may go weak but you, you still remain the strength of my heart and I love you!

Picture by Centerbranch

Hard and Bitter 

Hard and Bitter 


Once you’ve taken the jump from Everest’s peak to love and be loved, there’s really no going back. Fear, uncertainty, reason. To give yourself, undiluted, fragile to another soul to be the guardian, to wrap your arms around their heart, to keep it warm. You set on a journey to risk a time in time till a time unknown, to taste the sweet and sour of it, the search for security, for certainty, for permanence. Will he love you back the way you do him? Will she be willing to accept your flaws, your weaknesses pure? The truth; love and pain are inseparable like the twin gods of day and night, it’s all or nothing, so love for love, prepare yourself for the pain, feel it right now, now where the road is smooth and paved with gold and bronze, breathe…

Picture from the Elephant journal

Not a lie

Not a lie


Let’s write the legends of our lives, with our kisses leaving stains of red on the heart of life, as it beats in a rhythm, sailing on seas unto forever. I hope we transition into the next phase of our love in the arms of one another, our lips carved into one fine piece of art, our union creating essence that’s smells of lilies in the early autumn, alive, whole. Let’s ride the waves as we give warmth to our souls in a hug, drunk in each other’s laughter, mirroring the truth and not a lie. 

Picture; Pinterest