Fear is winning the battle that love lost.
The hope of being true has come at price of the head.
One that is too heavy to carry.
You think you have all the answers, but you always fail.
The cold nights have made for an even colder soul.
Lights do not show you anything that the darkness does not want to show.
You are where you begin time and time again.
This time the journey is one that sees no end.
The place you want is costing the battle that belongs to you.
This is not right, but the test just will not end.
When will you get it?
The thing that you desire but has not hope to see.
The question cannot be answered because you wrote the test.
If the water stop will rain not come?
If the world is moving, why am I still?
If dreams come true, why are mines nightmares.
If the sun always shine, why am not warm.
If you meant for me, why are we not one.
If we are together, why am I always alone.
If this real answer my call.
There are no more if about.
If this is real, why am I me.
Is this the place you see.
The one that makes you feel at ease.
Then it is time to move.
You are too comfortable here.
Your body is no longer with your mind.
The two shall not meet.
Pain is no longer freeing.
The storm brings shelter.
That the heart is not willing to make.
You see the door.
Go death is waiting.
Do you remember the thunder in the clouds?
The way we held each other as if tomorrow would never end.
We sat under the trees and wish for better days.
Not knowing that they have already come and gone.
The dreams are no longer coming true.
Do you remember how we thought this would last?
The moment we said I do was the last day that we cared.
Rain pouring down our face, yet we see the sun as bright as day.
The shadow creep around the corner, and yet you no longer wonder is that me.
Do you remember when the first time you smile?
Was it because of me or did the sun hit your eyes?
I have lost my words.
Nothing is real.
I do not remember who you are.
I just need to know.
Do you remember me?
With getting older I have found a newfound respect to just listening to people talk. Not just people talk, I am talking about talk radio. I mean talk radio has completely change the way I think and move. Podcasts have become a part of my life more than music. Music has been with me since I was a child. Now I live for podcast. I love to drive down the road and just listen and learn.
Something that I have found a new love for is NPR. I never understood what NPR really was at first. Within the last year I have found myself indulge into whatever they have to offer. I listen to them whenever I get a chance. The stories are lively and to hear people just talk about what is going on with the world without all that fanfare is great. I love that they just stick to the facts.
I also love the podcasts. They are all different, but they offer you so much that you never know that you needed. They go deep and you never feel uncomfortable with what they are saying. NPR has changed my live and I glade that I was able to find it.