Breathe to Dream

April 15, 2015

Writing helps me breathe
Like carbon for the trees
I take the bad
And turn it into good
Internalize it all
Just like you knew I would.

Trees and birds passing notes
I’ve got this place that no one knows
They’ll never find us there
So leave behind your worldly cares.
This is where yours and mine,
They can unite
And all our dreams can finally fly.

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Typewriter

November 25, 2011

If I were an old typewriter
What stories would I have to tell
Would they be of heaven
Or would they be of hell

(June 15, 2010)