a distant melody

Away you went, away from me,
Beneath a stormy sky.
And I was drifting off to sea.
Alone, I wondered why.

You came and went like waves on sand,
As I watched the shore grow small.
The waves that flow at the wind's command
 Will push me farther still.

Slipping under, I have lost
The ground beneath my feet.
I search for where our paths have crossed,
A distant melody.

The shore is gone, the past behind,
The ocean now my home.
And in the depths my heart will find
It best to be alone.

autumn shades

Leaves are beginning to change their colors :)

glass staircase

I rush up and down
On a spiraling glass staircase.
I move with the music-
Each interval a step,
Each long note a landing.

Light on my feet
As if I were floating on air,
I ascend and descend.
Quickly and skillfully,
Full of grace.

Notes scattered across a page,
Footsteps light and gentle.

The sound grows and swells,
Then-
A hush.

A flurry of movement,
A moment of rest.

Like a spiraling glass staircase
The sounds are delicate,
Yet strong.
Soft, but shining.

Small and sparkling,
Grand and full.

angry

Sometimes angry feels a whole lot like sad.

I don't know which one comes first.

I only know it hurts.

And I don't want to be angry.

And I don't want to be sad.

I'm just so tired.

Sad is so big and so heavy.

And anger is a prison cell.

I desperately need to escape

But I can't get away

From the reality that I live inside

From the person that I live inside

And I fight and kick and scream

And tear at the bars

Tear at my skin

Try to leave

But where can I go?

There is nowhere for me.

So the anger must be suppressed.

The fire must burn to embers

Until there is nothing left.

Nothing but a big empty hole.

And sadness floods the cell.

Because ignoring it doesn't take it away.

in sweet september

In sweet september

Repeat, remember

What's new, what's borrowed

What's true and true tomorrow

September air and autumn sun

The leaves will turn and colors run

She waited for some place to start

The colors ran off with her heart

And she knows how the seasons change

When only this hope remains

In sweet september

Repeat, remember

What's new, what's borrowed

What's true and true tomorrow

New beginnings, evening chill

Looking for some space to fill

She wanted sunshine, wanted cold

Something young and something old

And all things soon will grow cold and die

Still she knows what it is to be alive

In sweet september

Repeat, remember

What's new, what's borrowed

What's true and true tomorrow

In sweet september

Fires burn to embers

Softly, and fading

Love what's remaining

sometimes she

Sometimes she was sad,
And sometimes that sadness would swallow her whole.
And she would stay there for a while,
Wondering why no one came to look for her
When she was so far gone.

Because sometimes she was sad,
But always she smiled.
And sometimes it destroyed her
That no one could see the sadness
Aching inside her bones.

But a smile she could give,
For those who only knew how to take.
And while they said her heart was happy,
Sometimes she was sad.

here

Again
I've reached another end
Where once I called you friend
It always seems to slip away

Goodbye
You'll never see me cry
Beneath a diamond sky
My armor for the lonely fight

I am cold
Can you hear?
I will fly with no hope
No fear*
Into the night
My silent tears
No one sees me here
No one sees me here

Hello
The wind begins to blow
A sun turned into snow
But you will never know

I am cold
Can you hear?
I will fly with no hope
No fear
Into the night
My silent tears
No one sees me here
No one sees me here

I am cold
But You are near
Beneath Your wings
All the world comes clear
You're in my night
You dry my tears
You've always been here
You've always been here

*some lyrics taken from Twenty One Pilots