Posts Tagged ‘writing’

The news.

Wednesday, April 2nd, 2008

I guess I’ve been thinking a lot lately, and for good reason. On Friday, Daisy and I had a very lengthy conversation in which we worked on some things that just are not, or were not, right about us. I won’t really go over all the key points here because it’s kinda personal. However, I did write two lists, one labeled ‘Daisy’ and one labeled ‘Dan,’ each with a couple things we should improve on. I think it’s helping. I’ve also talked with a couple friends and I’ve got a pretty good feeling about this right now.

I know I can live without you; I don’t want to try
I don’t want to sit at home alone just asking why

If I could I’d walk to you and hold you when you’re sad
If I could I’d tell you you’re the best I’ve ever had

This time I just wish you’d hear me when I talk to you
This time I just wish you’d listen with all we’ve been through

I know all this time I was only thinking of me
When you work on that blanket I know you think of me

Your smile lights up the world, no, not just the room
I don’t think this stupid shit should lead to our doom

Have You Ever?

Wednesday, July 4th, 2007

I have this posted everywhere, and many say it’s among my best work. Written in September of 2005.

Have you ever met someone who took your breath away
Just to peel you limb from limb and take your life away
Have you ever felt as if you’re being torn apart
You will never be the same, left with a broken heart
Have you ever fallen for somebody mystical
Just to find they’re shallow, not even worth a nickel
Have you ever seen in someone what no one else could
Then stagger back and realize that that’s not always good
Have you ever awakened and thought what’s done is done
The only cloud in the sky is blocking out the sun
Have you ever walked alone, content to stay as such
Just to realize all you need’s a kind and gentle touch
Have you ever wondered why life has to be so cruel
Fight and fight for what’s closest and still look like a fool
Have you ever wished you could put an end to the strife
Stopped and thought that there is nothing for you in this life