I never meant to cloud your sky, Or be the shadow on your page. To bring a tear into your eye, Or leave a scar upon the stage. If looking back brings only pain, And memories you wish to hide. If all I brought was cold and rain, To turn the shifting of the tide. I never wanted to be the threat, Or cause the heart to break in two. To be the name of your regret, Is something that I hate to do. If meeting me was dark and gray, A bitter piece of how you grew. I only have these wor

I hold the pen and watch the night, To catch the tears before they fall. To paint the dark in shades of light, And find a meaning in it all. I am the one who weaves the thread, Of every heartbreak, love, and loss. With heavy words within the head, And carrying the lonely cross. But can I be the song instead? The quiet lines that someone keeps. The gentle words that must be read, While all the noisy city sleeps. I want to be the thing they love, And not the hand that writes it

The wait is long and feels so slow, While others find their easy way. It's hard to watch the others grow, While standing in the cold and gray. But what if this is not a wall, Or being stuck within the past? What if the climb is meant to stall, To build a strength that's meant to last? A bigger gift needs more of you, A stronger mind and steady hand. To see the vision truly through, And learn to firmly take a stand. The wait was never meant to sting, Or be a debt you had to pa

The world will say that tears are weak, And tell the heart to hide its pain. To keep the words one does not speak, And stand alone within the rain. But holding in the heavy tide, Is what will break a soul at last. There is no place for truth to hide, When all the doors are locked so fast. To sit within the hurt and stay, Takes more than acting like it’s fine. To face the dark and gloomy day, And walk along a jagged line. The heart that feels the deepest ache, Is one that li

The world believes the strength is real, A steady hand, a quiet face. They do not see the things to feel, Within the dark and lonely space. To wake up tired from the start, And go to sleep with heavy eyes. A hollow beat within the heart, Beneath the weight of all the lies. He smiles to hide the inner storm, And acts as if the world is fine. To keep the outer image warm, While walking on a thin, gray line. He cries alone and wipes the tears, Then walks away to face the crowd.

To force the heart to turn away, From love it never wanted to end. To face the cold and quiet day, And lose the partner and the friend. The same old hurts begin to sting, Until the spirit starts to break. To lose the joy that love can bring, And feel the weight of every ache. They do not see or even care, No matter how the truth is told. The heavy silence in the air, Has turned the warmest fire cold. The choice to leave is hard to make, While still caring for them so. To f

The shadows are a familiar place, Where silence is the only sound. The memory of a fading face, Is lost upon the cold, hard ground. To be the one who’s left behind, The last of every single choice. To find the peace that’s hard to find, Without the comfort of a voice. Disappointment is a heavy cloak, That's worn across the tired chest. The words that were once softly spoke, Have put the hopeful heart to rest. Do not hold back a single word, Or worry if the truth will sting.

The eyes can see a distant land, Of travel, friends, and building more. But life is like a grain of sand, While standing on a quiet shore. To want to live and truly grow, But only have the strength to stay. The path is long and very slow, Within the struggle of the day. The gap is wide and very deep, Between the dream and where one stands. With promises to try to keep, Within these tired, empty hands. But staying here is not a fail, To fight the war is quite a feat. To move

The sun comes up, the day is new, But everything still feels so gray. It is so hard to just get through, And find the strength to start the day. A fake smile hides the hurt inside, A laugh to stop the questions asked. There is no place for one to hide, Behind the heavy, happy mask. The screams are quiet in the head, While staying silent to the world. The happy words have all been said, As all the pain stays tightly curled. To feel so broken and so small, And carry it without

I send a text and wait for you, But only get a short "okay." The happy talks we used to do, Have slowly started to fade away. I check my phone a hundred times, To see if I have done a wrong. I read between the silent lines, To see where I do not belong. I do not want to be a weight, Or someone that you have to bear. I see the change, I see the fate, Of someone who is no longer there. It hurts to know I care so much, While I am just a name to swipe. I lost the heart and lost t

There is no need to change a part, Or try to be someone you are not. You have a kind and honest heart, The greatest gift that you have got. The people who are meant to stay, Will love you for your real face. They will not turn and walk away, Or make you feel out of place. God made you strong to reach your goal, And gave you dreams to build and grow. He put a light inside your soul, To guide you everywhere you go. Be proud of all that you have seen, The hard times made you wh

The heart is wide and offers all, A river flowing to the sea. To catch the others when they fall, But none return to rescue me. To watch the world in golden pairs, A simple hand, a quiet gaze. The burden that the spirit bears, Within these long and lonely days. The water pours from hands so worn, To fill the cups of those in need. But standing in the light of morn, The gardener has no more seed. A quiet hope still burns within, That someone sees the hidden light. To find wh

The clock strikes three in silent air, These words are born from hollow light. A weight of thoughts too much to bear, Within the shadows of the night. The candy sits upon the tongue, A little sweet, a little sour. The songs of love that once were sung, Have faded in this lonely hour. But honey turned to bitter sting, The softest words began to punch. The pain is now the only thing, That breaks with every heavy crunch. The tolerance has run its course, The sugar lost its golde