BLUEPRINT Paralyze tears in mid-stream fly through fog believe what you are told become a fool Spank logic thinking kick true emotions slap rationale live by your gut Instinct is king blind eyes deaf ears

Ironically, I had a conversation today about Mondays. I said I always believed that if you were locked in a padded room with no light and only the sound of your beating heart for months on end...you would

DON’T Ask me questions I have an opinion Give me advice I’ll think about it Pretend to know I’ll see right through you Tell me answers Don’t. If you enjoy this post please RESTEEM - UPVOTE - COMMENT -

CONSCIENCE Don’t break the vase it contains solid rock and the time it took to form deserves respect Take pieces of the vase and attempt to rejoin realign and fix all that time has built Take pieces of

CURTAINS OF RAIN Watching windshield wipers staring straight ahead into curtains of rain that bring tears and memories A love song plays on the radio but there is no sound it is played only for the ears

"Rough is the wind that makes me gasp for air" @doghaus Comparing trees on this beautiful Fall day... Ironically, I was out taking photos today and this one jumped to mind when I just saw

ELEMENTS OF LOVE There’s a space when you’re gone That can’t be filled with anything But thoughts of you The sun rises So I can see your face The stars exist So I don’t lose sight of you at night The rain

@davidfar is a caring individual who has created an amazing video to help the people of Kermanshah in Iran. Please consider supporting this cause. I feel helpless but chose to at least do what I can to

NO EXCEPTIONS it is what it is it cannot be more or less just this one time for old time's sake no one will ever know but i will... do not turn around do not look back do not rage with dusk approaching

I had a great time last night being a guest on "Backstage with Bucky" Episode 4! I have known @buckydurddle for a while now and the talent he possesses is unmeasurable. He is a master level musician

EMPTY STAGE Empty stage wordless page no fun in the sun and I wonder why The stars aren’t shining except in your eyes and I realize What I knew before but didn’t feel it What I talked about but didn’t

PAPER PLANES Complexity is a mystery when looking at beauty being pumped full of hate in that moment you accept In that moment you finally feel you belong Violent ends to paper planes when they only wanted

BREATHING CLOUDS Jealousy is a violent invention blinking only hides reality temporarily Amongst the audience waiting to applaud lives the tangible inhale waiting to exhale Breathing clouds that hide the

LEAVING Connections made with the heart Stamped into our minds like a tag cutting the skin The wound may heal the memories may fade but will undoubtedly surface when least expected to remind you of a different

LOST I lie on the wet grass the back of my head making an imprint like a snow angel without the halo I grab on to the sod fearing I would fall into the sky speeding past the stars into the dark silence

THE WAVING HAND Time punishes… feelings waiting to be heard Illusions of grandeur mistaken identity That which makes me whole is the very thing I wait for Comparing yesterday to tomorrow and foregoing

A CLOSED MIND Mechanically futile are efforts to rid the mind of clutter We have done too much to be forgotten Like leaves when they lose their blood We are shells without thought. We are an open field

INNER ENEMY When compliments are thrown at me I duck beneath them, afraid that if one hit me I might, for a split second feel good about myself. A relationship where I have no control over my feelings

LIFE What’s in store for me? Am I the lucky one who is allowed to live a full life. Am I allowed to grow, experience and be happy. Will I be permitted to have children and at least go through life with

INNER ENEMY When compliments are thrown at me I duck beneath them, afraid that if one hit me I might, for a split second feel good about myself. A relationship where I have no control over my feelings