To Be Found

I don't hold it against the past that they've not asked,
I know they'd have loved what they may have tasked,
I'm not that kind of man nor could I turn to be,
That life but for a few is something I could never see,
My heart has no home nor shall it ever now,
I'll drift and be a friend to all those among the clouds,
Love doesn't need one to be good at a thing,
It's a piece of home within a feeling, a tone that we sing,
We are beauty within a phrase, the things we hear and praise,
I'd not be one to see less in each and all our passing days,
I know there isn't life in loss but rather what we gain,
There's more to all we are while seeing joy throughout our pain,
So take this broken moment, and turn it in your mind,
You should see more than hope within the fragments that you find,
Your life is nothing less than extraordinary grace,
For all of us are blessed with so much time within this place,
You'll know I don't identify with any of what's known,
For blessings may be virtues but they lack a single tone,
They're brought to life by those now gone, with peace and love in kind,
Who we are and what we will to be in what we find,

Step In Line

Where to begin in what will be,
All that we are and all that we see,
It's not for me to search for but soon to find,
Without attempting explanations through the musings of a mind,
Were you once held to standards that you meant to meet but broke,
This life you found, has it become the bottom of a joke,
That's not the way it should be lest you truly think it lost,
There's never much to live for if you weigh it by it's cost,
Where is this a failure if the only way to fail,
Is to give in to the willful loss that's forced into the tale,
To fight and work much harder than the ones who would defy,
The only choice brought forth by those who spoke before our eyes,
As we sit catching up on all the issues they present,
We'll see they have no right but for belief they have been sent,
There's nothing broken here but seen as only what they know,
Forced while in an environment controlled with ebb and flow,
We will step away and see there something more than yours,
For when there is no willed defiance, character can soar,
Fine is good but walk away because we're ever finding more,

Like a Ghost

So I was walking with my beer bottle Bawls,
Watching people react in the driving halls,
Wondering if not seeing them cringe,
Why so early to binge?
Well my dear now listen here,
No alcohol within,
For this old drink is caffeine pure,
It'll wake you like a stim,
A blue glass bottle, nothing less,
My Bawls are always blue,
The original a flavour fancied,
It comes in more, it's true,
Cherry red, ginger green,
Such flavours I ignore,
For long ago when there was one,
That's when I ordered them to my door,
A purist at heart is this old soul,
I am, though sad to say,
Still delicious, sweet and fruity,
Could always make my day,

Umbilical Residue

Cutting this umbilical residue poisoning my soul,
Harder than imagined with it's chains and warm control,
Love within as always more appreciated still,
Though your grasp and hold will surely end in less than thrill,
As you may not see reason and believe your best is right,
It never will be, while I wait upon my feet for night,
When taking time to be somewhere does not mean lost in thought,
The final resting choices end with your decisions bought,
I'd not be one to tell you that your hold on me is wrong,
You'll find out for yourselves if never heeded, not so long,
My life as seen by all is what belief you have of me,
Excited at the prospect always, everything I see,
Could you not understand I love the world in all it's ways,
So why not show such joy whenever smiles come my way,
I'd not miss things that you may think, as never do I truly,
I think of things so often, yet it's never that unruly,
I lost my mother, loved so dear but hold the knowledge tight,
That all she'd wish for in me now is knowing what is right,
That's loss of life, while filled with strife, if I just move away,
You'd surely understand to know I'd always be okay,
Please, I ask with open heart, allow me this one chance,
For I know now what rain may fall and where I wish to dance