Arms will ache because the heart can break.
Eyes sting and ears will ring.
Love gives out so anger can shout.
Sadness rains and sickness stains.
Forgive to mend the time can spend,
Breathe again and remember when...

How fickle my heart, and how woozy my eyes.
I struggle to find any truth in your lies.
And now my heart stumbles on things I don't know.
My weakness I feel, I must finally show...

Lend me your hand, and we'll conquer them all.
Lend me your heart, and I'll just let you fall.
Lend me your eyes, I can change what you see.
But your soul, you must keep totally free...

"Awake My Soul" -Mumford & Sons

A single shot into the heart, of this misguided fool.
An errant sigh on the sly, shatters all that rule.
Of this new start, we must depart, and bring about a duel.
For all we can, if not demand, the complex and the cruel.

I always seem to be at a bus stop waiting, I think I've spend half my life doing so...

And to think I'm not a patient person. Fed up, trying to get somewhere. Like in my life; it always seems to be on hold for whatever it is that I'm waiting for. To get someplace, someone or something...

I want to be there, to have the moments I've been moving towards. Can't they be here already? Selfish and unproductive, I know. But wishing is what gets me through the waiting. To know that the possibilities are there. I just have to grab them.

But there I go waiting again. Waiting to grasp all that I can within my hands. Knowing it won't happen, not yet. Soon, but not yet....

A faded memory begins to pass,
Behind the shadowed eyes.
Held tightly in the deepest grasp,
Will not succumb to lies.
Cherished and loved; all still,
To beheld what lies beneath.
A strong and empowered will,
Can be the heart's greatest relief.

Can you sink into my soul,
Can you take back all control.
Can you breathe through all the lies,
Can you reach your own demise.
Can you fix this broken heart,
Can you make it all restart.
Can you bring it to the end,
Can you start to let it mend.

Can I let you walk away,
Can I stand to let you stay.
Can I smile to make you smile,
Can I weather through this trial.
Can I hold you in my arms,
Can I withstand all your charms.
Can I walk away instead,
Can I lie in my own bed.

Can we bring this all to rest,
Can we live up to this test..........?

Of my desire, nothing seems real. I have searched a lifetime for a love that could stop my soul and make me want to stay in one place. To ease my wondering heart, for the feeling of happiness that would root my being to another.

And with such knowledge came a great pain. To know that i would give up my dreams for such a person. Not only to give them up, but to create new dreams. Dreams that gave life, to a life together. To combine our dreams and to make them one.

But the dreams i have mean nothing now without them. To have those new dreams ripped apart. To bleed alone in the silence and try and pick up the pieces. The dreams that were once mine, my own, alone; they seem like an escape. A chance to take me away from that pain.

An escape I would gladly take if it were possible this minute. I would run, and live my life as i always saw it. But my heart is attached, it has been rooted and unless i can escape this minute it will stay as such. My dreams are now flawed.

They no longer have the meaning they once did. As before they were an aspiration, an accomplishment to be celebrated. Now a means of cowardice.

How i would run from it all..... but i would be running from you. And all i want is for you to run with me.