a collection of words.

don’t get your hopes up. it’s not all about anyone too specific. different words are inspired and provoked in many different ways. here is something i have thrown together on loss, love, commitment, hurt, and light. hope you guys enjoy it. it means a lot that you even take the time to read this. i write all the time…i figure i’ll start sharing it with you… because if  don’t it’ll just rot away in a hard drive and never see the light of day. enjoy. i hope these words make you feel something as they do me. we are family. we all share the same blood, sweat, and tears as the person next to us. we are all more alike than you know.

“once upon a mind..these eyes could see the sky. now the clouds are just a bunch of alibis… and the day is really just a night light… doing it’s best to keep my monsters out of sight. once upon a dream… i could feel what i could see..and what i could see was much more deep…than a broken heart sewn back up at the seams. i promised a life. and one with a view. i swore i would hold her forever..until the sky ran out of blue.  this is war. i point my love like a gun. this is war. i did what had to be done.  if life is a show…i’m going to steal it. if luck is a lady…you know i am going to feel it. if love hurts…i’m going to find a way to heal it…and if life drives her crazy…you know i am the one who was born to steer it. i’ll be damned if this storybook is ending…because her love is the only gold worth wearing. can’t you see? she is my jewlery. i would wear her just to feel her shine. i would repair her just to make her mine. her body like a glass of wine…and a voice reminiscent of a distant lullaby.  what do i do when she’s gone? yea, i have kissed the girls and made them cry…but what fun is a kiss when your hands are tied? things are not the same..not even close. when she was with me, she told me i made her feel like a million bucks…but i guess she’d rather be broke. without her here…i live in fear. not fear of who i am, or who i am meant to be. but fear of cheer. is happiness complete without a smile? is death just a date, if you don’t go out in style? if it is inevitable that we are all going to die… could i request that i at least go in peace with her elegance at my side? we used to get along you know…the pictures say it all…but what’s the use of photographs…when there’s no room on the walls? i should have known when i reached for the sun, that my hands were bound to get burned…and i should have known when i needed someone that their backs would all be turned. what do you do when the butterflies turn into moths? the laughs turns to coughs… the words turn into thoughts…and the heart is found in a box? one day she’ll turn the car around. you had me closing my eyes and making a wish..that heaven above feels something like this. it was like casting a line in hopes of a star…and getting the moon as it falls asleep in your arms. truth or dare. the truth is i’ll never find another her…and i dare her to find someone else that loves her half as much as i do. all of their heartbeats combined… couldn’t make half the noise that her heart makes every time she smiles or speaks. she is my marilyn. she is my one forever. who says when you fall you have to fall down? she is beauty and beyond…  once upon a heart…she was the end, the middle, and the start…and though it all fell apart…i pray that she’ll fall back into me before the light becomes the dark.”

-alexander michael