The Journey to Find Something

Growing Up

2014-11-02T19:46:00.001-08:00

What defines a bad person?

Is it their lack of care?

Their emptiness?

Or is it their victims?

The people they hurt,

That regret their prescence.

But doesn't that in itself

Make us all bad people?

What makes a good person?

What is the deciding factor

that puts one in such a title?

Because no one,

not one single person,

has left not one soul unscathed,

Ands life has been void of mistakes.

Not one human being

is ultimately perfect.

And eventually,

you must accept and move on.

Because your first love

won't be your last.

The first heart you break,

will be one of many.

But it all makes up one person.

One indecisive, unruly

imperfectly, eventually happy person.

So you decide.

What defines you?

Hate to Love You

2014-09-24T04:12:00.001-07:00

I hate when it's humid in the summer, but I hate when it's too cold in the winter and I'm not wearing a big enough jacket. I hate surprises, but I hate when someone tells me what they bought me for my birthday. I hate being called ugly, but I hate when pretty girls say they don't please the eye. I hate being asked the same question over and over, but I hate when the ones I care for don't ask at all. I hate being overly affectionate, but I hate when I need comfort, and no one is there to tell me I'll be alright. I hate being unaware of what the future has in store, but I'd hate my decisions even more. I hate the idea of hating things, but I would hate loving everything because there are some things in this world that we love that will surely bring our lives to a gloomy hault.

Because no one is perfect.

Life is random.

And I just hate that.

The Trouble With Lust

2013-12-20T11:19:00.001-08:00

And if lust and affection coincide,

can one maintain affection without lust?

Or does lust home the breeding grounds for sentiment?

For affection.

Creating such a stronghold;

birthing love.

But can there be love without lust?

Because without, you have blood and DNA.

The burning and unfamiliar trouble of love,

one without explanation,

filled with temptation,

sparking inspiration,

always requires a blind eye, curious tounge, and an open heart.

What if lust is just another excuse for bad love?

So your mouth won't have to say it.

Your eyes won't have to see it.

Your heart won't have to feel it.

So we can sit back with our morals broken once it's over,

have a story in our back pocket,

and we'll call it lust.

Forgive and Forget

2013-11-04T23:07:00.001-08:00

I wanted to save you.

I wanted to shield you.

I wanted to hide you,

so there would be no more tears to wipe.

I want to comfort you.

I want to cover your ears.

I want to protect you,

from the dysfunction of her own broken heart.

But I can't save you.

I can't shield you.

I can't hide you,

because just like myself, you will have to face her someday.

You will grow.

You will learn.

You will see exactly what it is,

that you shouldn't be.

And then you will understand.

You will forgive me.

You will know, that no matter what

You couldn't change her and neither could I.

But I love you.

I miss you,

And I promise,

I will be that shoulder when I am too far away to dry your tears.

I hope one day

You see the color.

You see life in a good way.

See it for the beauty it holds,

And I hope one day you forgive her too.

It will be hard, but there are some things that you have no choice but to do.

Glowing In A Thunderstorm

2013-10-19T14:53:00.001-07:00

And there are days when it feels as if your heart kind of just stops. When you feel like, instead of moving forward, you've only fallen back. Like gravity is consuming you; dragging you into a black hole. Yet, we know, somehow that everything wrong is not error. But emotion. Just a feeling that will evaporate along with the puddles on the ground. The puddles may be filled with water, or the tears of the unhappy, but even tears float in to the sky with clouds made of cotton. Even frowns turn to sunshine when the rainbows illuminate the skies. Even a broken heart can be mended. Maybe not with tissues, or rays of sun reflecting off the mist, or even the warmth of another. But with something deep inside. Something that can not be broken, lost, or replaced. Your own true happiness. The one that hides within your bones and brings enjoyment to your soul. The one that allows light to shine down and remind you that things will get better. That you can surpass this storm. That even the rain clears up sometime.

Be Free

2013-09-28T15:06:00.002-07:00

Not every step forward
is a step heading down.
Not every leap of faith
will point you towards the crown.

Not all hearts that beat
play a beautiful song.
Not every choice you make
is going to turn out wrong.

Seldom do we listen. Yet such desire to be heard.
With talk of great success,
without giving a generous word.

What have we all become,
the world may never know.
A world in which we fear the thought
of letting our weaknesses show.

Because everyone's an enemy.
That's what we've all been taught.
We learned to trust beauty,
and happiness could be bought.

But when the voice behind your eyes
tells you to look without seeing.
That's when you learn to live and love,
and you understand the meaning of 'being'.

Swimming In Love

2013-09-22T10:48:00.002-07:00

Love is like an ocean.
Some avoid the opportunity to swim,
while others dive in, again and again.

Hoping to see something different
than the sea life they have discovered before.
But for everyone, there's always something new.

That creature with scales made of gold.
A tail made of silk, wrapping you in curiosity.
Beauty that simply takes your breath away.

But maybe that is where the mistake lies.
Maybe that is the reason some of us refuse to explore.
Explore the heartache that is beauty.

Because beauty is deceiving.
It leads the innocent down a dark alley
with a promise of protection.

Protection that feeds the soul with hope.
And within the blink of an eye they are gone,
which strips a tattered soul of any willfulness to love.

Keep faith that you can love, true love at that.
There are so many fish in the sea.
You just have to look closely at the ones that may not catch your eye.

If we stop searching for new satisfaction,
and we look into the hearts of the discovered sea life,
then maybe, just maybe, we can all learn to love and finally take that dive.

Moving Forward

2013-09-11T22:34:00.001-07:00

You can not go back. You can not change the things you have said, done, and chose. You can not turn your back on the person you used to be or the changes you have made. But in a heart filled with regret and sorrow, there is always room to grow. There is room to make amends and open your eyes to a new light.

We all consider the "what if's", but that is what holds us back. Sometimes, it's relieving to think about the roads you could have taken, but the only way to grow up and move on is by letting the past go. It's not abnormal to have the desire to change the decisions we have made, but to really stop and consider the strength gained and the lessons learned; that is where change takes it's course.

Yet, we fear change. We are afraid of what we could lose, not considering what experiences may follow. Change is GOOD, and should be embraced! The only thing holding us all back, is our sympathy for other sensitive souls. And yes, it stinks. No one wants to go through life knowing that they really hurt someone, but in some cases, in order to be truly content you have to do the things that make you happy. You have to make sacrifices. You have to live out your dreams. You have to take risks, and be confident when you veer off course on occasions. Not only to help yourself, but to assist others in finding their paths to peace.

The question I ask is, are you on the right road in your pursuit of happiness?

A Piece of Peace

2013-09-11T18:36:00.001-07:00

This quiet spot is almost perfect. I have enough time here to think. It's calm and relaxed. I can truly open up my mind here. Inspiration radiates through my bones, and it's comforting in a way. To know all the stress weighing down my shoulders hadn't squandered my talents. From being so upset about a loss that I never really had, to being at peace. Maybe this is where I could find my sign that I've been searching for. Even if that is not the case, it's nice to be able to sit somewhere where too much isn't expected from me.

And the scenery brightening the day through this window made clearing my thoughts more simple. There may be cars, but compared to the sunset-filled sky, they are practically invisible. Beauty is tempting. Everything that attracts the eye, whether person or placement; the temptation eats at us all. Even the coldest heart couldn't look away from this horizon. It's tantalizing. It is beautiful. Just like a set of mysterious brown eyes. Just like the sight of a happy, well put together family. Just like the idea of true and honest love. Love that could conquer all.

Add the indie. The piece of the puzzle that acts as the glue. It firms the whole situation.

I want to be a writer. It all has came to me. That is my true passion. To write. To inspire. To open up someone's imagination and creativity. Now, I must push.

Illuminate your life

2013-09-10T20:10:00.003-07:00

We live in a world where all is black.
Despite all the color that surrounds us,
we still see everything with the lights turned off.

We forget to forgive and refuse to forget.
Holding grudges with unstable reasoning,
but only with people that truly cared.

We lie to save ourselves from oncoming pain,
convincing ourselves that the problem will disappear.
But anything avoided only hides for a period of time.

You can't escape the monsters.
Closing your eyes won't help because they're still here.
Only your courage can destroy the fear inside.

So open your eyes and turn on the lights.
Let the colors illuminate your today.
Forget the reasons and learn to forgive....

Simply because the power of love overcomes all.

2013-09-10T20:00:00.002-07:00

I'm in pursuit,
to find peace within my soul.
To find a better purpose
for my being as a whole.

I'm not in search for happiness,
or a reason to live.
Just the purpose for being here.
What do I have to give?

I'm curious of the mystery
that the future has to hold.
See what I can discover
in a world filled young and old.

Welcome!

2013-09-10T19:56:00.002-07:00

Have you ever wondered..... What it would be like to see through someone else's eyes? To see the world around you in a different perspective. We all seem to be so enveloped in our technology that we don't take the time to explore our expanded universe, and our ever present mind power. Despite all the bad that has risen among our younger generation, there is still beauty to be revealed. There is still hope left in a world that has been left in what seems like shambles. Well, at least from a Hippie's Perspective.

Allow me to brighten your day, and quite possibly, change your opinions on what is in plain sight and what is seen with a heart full of hope.