The First HolidayThe First HolidayThe First Holiday
Today’s the first holiday without you You know I’m trying to be strong And I will make it through this day Though the hours will feel so long
Your presence has been so large in my life And your spirit will always be with me You’re like the billion stars in the sky Always there even when I can’t see
Today especially you’ll be everywhere As we cook and prepare the Thanksgiving meal I can already see your smile, hear your voice And yes, even your embrace I will feel
I’m trying not to cry
Slowly HealingThe day is almost overSlowly Healing
I crawl into bed
Pulling the down comforter
Almost over my head
Soft flannel sheets surround me
Caressing my skin
My eyes gently close
As sleep begins to set in
My bedroom is my sanctuary
With the things I love inside
Books, music, candles, art
I’ve laughed in this room, and I’ve cried
But I wake to a new day
And baby steps I will take
Trying to only look forward
Not back to each mistake
So I bathe in cinnamon bubbles
Dressing for the day’s start
Hoping
Beware of PiratesBeware of pirates They'll steal yiour heart Then slowly but surely They tear it apartBeware of Pirates
We began as friends online I know, I'm dumb But he slowly opened my heart That had been cold and numb
He was crafty and smart Knew just how to be To little by little Break the shell surrounding me
He lived across the country Almost opposite of me he was on the East Coast I'm on the West, by the sea
I began to save money I wanted to meet him so much To look into his eyes To feel his warm, gentle touch
He sa
Pumping Blood, Disaster GoodA heart torn in two One part in love The other half without a clue A decision to make Which to choose whats right and is wrong to doPumping Blood, Disaster Good
Toss and turn Cant sleep at night While my stomach churns Acid reflux and heartburn Because every time I close my eyes I see you with him Concealing the lies
If only there was a procedure like in eternal sunshine where I could erase you from my mind All the good, the bad, the worse Bury it deep inside and carry it away in a hearse
My conscience says play &
The Melvins Pt2You cant keep your head up Too many things on your mind Weighing your thoughts down A thousand thoughts per pound Enough to fill the puget soundThe Melvins Pt2
Act like this life isnt scary Things will always pick up Even when they get too hairy But how can you be scared With your head to the ground Cant see the events around Where is the guts in that?
I can tell you just where
Left behind with the remains of your broken lost spine Where you resigned All your time to refine A design in the decline
Call me the coward S
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How very special are we
For just a moment to be
Part of life's eternal rhyme
How very special are we
To have on our family tree
Mother Earth and Father Time
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