Sober

Hungover on my worries

When it rains it pours, and I can’t ignore the flood
Tension fills my lungs until I overflow
Tears run until I can’t see clearly
I’m afraid of these unwieldy emotions

Too far gone to know what’s real
The more I feel the more I panic
Holding on to moments that no longer exist
One foot in the past, one foot in the future unknown

Hungover on my worries
Tripping over fears that aren’t even real
Drowning in the bitter aftertaste of failed dreams
Twisted inside out, I’m a wreck before I’ve even begun

Never felt quite like this before
Holding in that which can’t be contained
Drunk off the pain of careless words piercing my skin
The tattoos on my soul show more than I can say

That’s when you told me to leave my pride on the pavement
Forget about who I’m supposed to be, and just be
When your mind is on fire wash away your doubts
Listen to your better angels until you’re sober

Hold on to who you know you are

Show Me, Don’t Tell Me

For so long I’ve been told “show don’t tell”, and all I want to do is talk these days.

Living in this age where you have to capture life as it’s coming right at you is exhausting. Even with a camera in hand I sometimes find myself not wanting to film a thing while I am enjoying the moment. Maybe it’s just me, maybe I’m not ready to prove that I was there every single time. Some moments are just meant to be between you and I. Everyone doesn’t need to know everything.

I am talking about embarrassing things I did when I was thirteen, my scars, and those silly little thoughts that can’t be put on display. Can we make a memory if no one else knows that it happened?

I am more than I seem, and so are you. For so long I’ve been told “show don’t tell”, and all I want to do is talk these days.

Who’s Going To Love You (Pt. 3)

Caught between a dream and a vision, it just made sense.

On this lazy day caught up in a hazy phase.
The sky met the sea when we crossed paths.
We couldn’t keep our distance from something special.
Caught between a dream and a vision, it just made sense.

Who’s going to love you when you need it?
You don’t even have to ask, just let me in.
We are reflections of what we want.
I hope you know love is who you are.

Who’s going to love you when you’re lost?
You know every road leads me your way.
When your heart won’t settle down no matter how you try.
Say that which sets you at peace.

A love that soothes fear and gives you clarity.
A heart that works hard and never takes a day off.
A love that is not lost, and found you in every life cycle.
A heart that is too strong-willed to hold back devotion.

Who’s going to love you?
Say my name.
Who’s going to love you?
I will.
Say my name, and I will.

Who’s Going To Love You (Pt. 2)

Déjà vu brings us back to where we long to be.

If I say the right things will you come to me?
You’ve set my dreams ablaze.
I want to know you.

What’s your name?
Heaven by any other name would sound as beautiful.
Tell me what makes you who you are.

Have we met before?
Déjà vu brings us back to where we long to be.
You’re no stranger by design.

Where have you been all my life?
We’ve got some lost time to make up for.
Let me love you when we cross that line.

If I say the right things will you stay with me?

Who’s Going To Love You (Pt. 1)

Love is what you’re asking for.

​You see the possibilities in every face you meet.
Love is what you’re looking for in every person you let get close.
You wonder if you missed your chance, or if today is the day.

Many have tried to love you in different ways.
Love is a gift given through time, devotion, a touch, or a kiss.
Did you receive it, did you even know what it really meant?

Love is what you’re asking for.