Thursday, March 10, 2011

Time to Get Up

I just wanted to tell her to get up
to whisper it in her ear
scream it in her face
shake her til she opened her eyes
took a breath
spoke to me
I needed her to get up
but as the words left my mouth
the words that spoke the truth
I knew she never would again

I wanted her to get up
but death is an awful punchline
to a joke that takes a lifetime to tell
and she wasn't going to get up
she wasn't going to open her eyes
or take my hand
I wanted to beg her to get up
but I stayed quiet
and I just looked at her
wishing I was anywhere else

It was 8 am
time to get up

Grass and Flowers and Words

The grass withers
and the flowers fade
but the Word of the Lord
stands forever
...it says that in the bible
somewhere

and it sounds pretty
I like that His words endure
the test of time
selfishly
I wish they would breathe life
into the lifeless, limp, cold body

what I wouldn't give
to have her here for one more day
my head is crowded with the words I didn't say
and the questions I didn't ask
they haunt me like shadows at dusk
I thought being there would be enough
but now the moments passed
and none of the words have gone away

the grass withers and the flowers fade
but the words won't leave my soul

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Too Soon to Not

that day came and went
and i didn't even stop to think
didn't take a moment to breathe
or remember
the day just started 
and i started with it
before i knew it it was over
and im just now realizing it
im just now thinking about it
it's too soon for that day to not matter
it's too soon for it to feel like every other
it's too soon to not remember

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

The Crash and The Burn

And it's just a lot
I'm strong but I'm not
I can't stay but won't go
I'm not here but you're not alone
I dream by don't sleep
I cry but dot weep

I'm just waiting for the crash
Followed by the burn
I'm bracing for the moment
That changes my whole world

I can see it coming
I can see it coming
I can see it coming

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
I'd rathe write a song
Then face what I have
I hide behind the strings
And the notes that I can play
Begging for the melody
To carry it all away

I'm just waiting for the crash
Followed by the burn
I'm bracing for the moment
That changes my whole world