I am a rocking chair.

Feels like nothing feeds my hunger. 

Your voice, your face, you

all is untouchable, all is unreachable 

A flash and you're here

another and you're gone 

shut you out when you care

call out when you're not there

To breathe and sleep kills nothing more

but time, myself, and my thoughts of you

I'm sure you haven't told me.

But it's not easy after all

not easy at all

not at all.

How Long Is The Night?

Thank you to Thursday tonight, for once my itunes picked the right shuffle for my mood. This band is almost like a lover to me. My feelings for it never changes no matter how long or far I've left it behind. 

I'm falling down 
And you're not here to break my fall 
I shut my eyes when you're around 
I hold my breath to kill the sound of your voice 
I'm falling down. 
And you're not here to break my fall

"Nostalgia Is a Lonely Road"

I used to know places I could lose myself in...

but what can I do when I can no longer walk these feet to meet my destination point? Every step I take is a parallel path to where I'd rather be.

...at least it seems so at this moment

Those small things that never seem to matter. So we let them pass our eyes and reflect right off just to discover that a year later they're stuck to the back of your mind and now swallowing whole. Too late now is it? It's always too late...somehow