Why I write

You ask me “Why do you write?” and I sit speechless, unable to express why the quiet glide of a pen across a sheet of paper is better then any song or mindless tune. Why at any given time inspiration will hit and words will pour out of my mind trying to find somewhere safe…

Chronos

An endless tick tock of life. A steady stream that never ends. A quiet hum that makes me wonder where it all went. A faded old picture that’s been handled one time too many The old, stranger in the corner booth watching the world spin on it’s feet. The young restless child that just wants…

The beauty of dreamers

The beauty of dreamers is that no matter how far fetched their ideas seem to be, they always have more then just the idea pushing them along. They can turn the ordinary into the extraordinary within seconds as they look at the world through a kaleidoscope. Seeing everything in technicolor as oppose to black and…

The beauty of confusion

The beauty of confusion is that it causes you to make mistakes because it knows that’s the only way to truly learn.  It makes you trip along the path to success because it knows that if you just smoothly walk through you don’t grow along the way. The beauty of confusion is that although you…

Twisted

The clock ticks  and I watch as  time withers away,  my mind already  spinning through the  countless possibilities.  Through all the could bes  and the wannabes  that have fallen  like the autumn leaves.  I am stuck,  not sure of what  direction to push for,  to move toward  not cognizant enough  to realize that not  everything…

The beauty of failing

The beauty of failing is that it teaches you how to properly tumble so that the next time around, like a cat, you can land on your feet. It teaches you the wonders of appreciation as you savor those blessed moments when you finally succeed in accomplishing what you once thought was impossible. The beauty…