what i believe

this is what i believe.
i believe something went terribly wrong.
i believe in the brokenness of every one.
i believe in the existence of a cure.
i believe there is a God.
i believe there is a reason for everything.
i believe this life is full of pain.
i believe this life is not the only.
i believe the words of Christ.
i believe He took the bullet for me.
i believe i don’t always believe this.
i believe that is my deepest shame.
i believe faith does not equal happiness.
i believe faith is a source of comfort.
i believe i have a reason for joy
i believe i have a reason for tears.
i believe i don’t know much.
i believe God wants to be chosen
i believe He doesn’t make us slaves
i believe mercy sounds like silence.
i believe grace is blind to deeds.
i believe that is my only hope.

echo

one decision ends my life
made one thousand times
quick to choose and to regret
the chance was ever mine

the wrong words seem to echo
though only after they’ve been said
i cannot live it better
only over in my head

end too soon

i’ll be honest with you
i’m only capable of lies
i know my place and play the role
of a prince in a frog disguise

see this story ends too soon
everything fades to black
before the magic, before the kiss
before i win her back

shoulder rose

she stumbled out in front of your car
arms up wiping blood from her nose
you wouldn’t have recognized her
if it wasn’t for her shoulder rose

a little faded on older skin
you held her hand as she winced
two months later she slapped your face
and you haven’t seen her since

for a while she was a ghost
in the night, you’d think you see
you hoped for her everytime
there was a message on your machine

and through your windshield you can hear
her shouting, “watch where you’re going!”
oh the questions you could ask
you’re mostly afraid of knowing

pull the key out and open the door
you used to pray you’d find her
touch the rose that she once swore
would serve as a reminder

when it dies

there is a sound love makes when it dies
most people mistake it for a sigh
and by the time they realize
it’s all over but goodbye

and she doesn’t want to hurt him
because he looks for her to heal
she’s terrified about forever
but more afraid of how he’ll feel

when kindness could not stand for love
she confessed one night what he had known
to ease her guilt he said “go or stay,”
“either way i am alone”

the other side of everything

it’s ending! it’s ending!
all colors are blending
i can’t say i want to die
but i’d love to close my eyes
and open them a world away
some dark night to this long day
and the end has finally come
to go back where i came from
like some place i’ve never been
i’m afraid, so afraid of the end
i’ve only heard rumors and fantasies
the time has come for me to see
so call it another beginning
to the other side of everything

at your word

they say i can’t depend on you for anything
unless i depend on you for everything
am i saved from the fires of hell
by the weak wings of tinkerbell?
if i doubt, will i hear your voice?
does it really simplify down to my choice?
if i only hear what i know i will
i’m a deaf skeptic, seeking you still
though in word, no not in deed
for you must not be all i need
i find the tangible an easy trick
just be patient, i’ll make this quick
i’m the whore, dressed up in fishnets
lie down with the moon, cause the sun will forget
i can face you and say that you never were fair
deep down i’ll wonder if i’m lecturing air
bold like a child playing with daddy’s gun
all in the sacred name of fun
i twist the spear stuck in your side
while lamenting how you prefer to hide
empty are all the answers i have heard
until i take you at your word

stranger

a stranger rode in from somewhere south
his face told more stories than his mouth
he stopped first at our general store
his old boots left tracks on the floor

momma mumbled and grabbed a broom
followed the man around the room
my father asked him where he was going
he replied, “nowhere worth knowing”

word spread as fast as a shout is loud
a stranger knows how to attract a crowd
the sunset so bright, i looked away
watching the stranger ride away

so lonely

have you ever been so lonely
you run out of reasons to stay awake?
and each hour off the clock
is 60 reasons for heartbreak?

have you ever been so lonely
you can’t remember hearing your name
spoken by other than salesmen
and every one is the same

each one has just what you need
to make your life complete
you look for answers in the eyes
of everyone you meet

have you ever been so lonely
you know it’s useless to cry
have you ever wept anyway
as a way to pass the time

June 20

i could be depressed
i could bend your ear
with all the saddest stories
you didn’t ask to hear

instead i will smile
and wait for you to call
then i will say i’m fine
i don’t miss you at all