The Saddening

Darkness.
All it is, is darkness
A rejection of light
a shunning of kindness
and I hate it
Crippling the ones you love
and spreading the infection
Until no one, or anything
is standing uninfluenced
repeating the pattern
straining the bonds of love
Darkness.
All it is, is darkness

At Long Last

I sit and stare at a blank page
the cursor, like my heart beating, blinks
I conduct the movements
but the words I do not
because what I say goes
and what I want to say, flows
reading and writing, growing up
as the world turns, and all that rubble
drama, that is, of a nasty sort
those that participate treat it as sport
but when the fun is done
they lick their wounds
and pick up their toys and go home
blinking, blinking, beating, beating
this isn't making any sense
or at least, that last sentence didn't
but why should I do all the talking?
it's my blog after all....
beating, blinking, beating, blinking...beating

The Lonely Bridge...

The wind rushes through my soul
the piercing rain takes its toll
a faint calling distant I hear
is but a distant rumble in my ear

I've watched as lover's parted ways
I have stood watch as friends idly gaze
Though my planks and rafters be abused
no passengers have I ever refused

this night is different though for I can see
a glimpse of a shadow standing neath a tree
What business but heartbreak can bring him here
or per chance a vagabond I should fear?

Tis soon I notice the figure once more
as I feel her feet upon my tired floor
I watch silently, and do not make a stir
to see what business doth bring her

To my desolate river, swollen with rain
is she meeting, fleeing, or simply in pain?
My thoughts race, as she wanders within
Its then her tear filled song does begin

the echoes of her voice calm my swaying
and I listen intent to every word she is saying
"love will come back to me" softly she cries
and pauses as the tears fill her eyes

I stifle my weeping, for I know she is near
but my hollow heart breaks with every tear
If I had but words, I would comfort this miss
for my own life is a story such as this

Overwrought with heartbreak, my story goes
but the hero I became, and overcame my foes
To tell her these things my heart would leap
but that story is just the secret that I keep

I would tell her also, that the rain will stop
the sun always comes out and bunnies hop
Her tears will dry up, just like the rain
and most likely, they will well up again

but life does not wait for these times nor pause
and we are foolish if to think love a lost cause
Though we are fragile people with breaking hearts
We find ways to make fresh starts

She dries her tears beneath me I see
and quietly whispers "someday, love will come back to me"

Frustration

Since there was confusion last time, I will make certain that no one feels like I am pointing the finger of my words at any one person. However, there are certain people that have fueled my frustration for this issue. Mostly, this would be christians for Obama.

Here is my question for all you Obama folks: How can you support a candidate that has repeatedly voted for the killing of unborn babies?
Does abortion not go against the bible? How is it possible to justify voting for someone who has been so pro abortion? Regardless of if you believe they are a reliable source, the National Right to Life foundation is waging a huge war against Obama because of his participation in voting for bills that decrease restrictions on abortion and allow more government funding for abortion.
Obama has said that he would want an abortion for his two daughters if they became pregnant before marriage. Is he not openly approving of abortion in that statement?

Maybe I am wrong about this, and maybe I am miss interpreting the Bible on this. However, when I see this verse, Psalm 139 13-16, I have a big problem with abortion simply knowing WHAT is being aborted. " For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.

I don't know what the policy on abortion should be and I can't tell you when life begins. What I will offer you is this, if you find a bag full of kittens on the side of the road on your way home and you can't tell if they are alive or not, would you chuck them in the river and just kill them? I wouldn't and I HATE cats, but I couldn't justify killing something that had a chance.
Just sayin...

as a last minute thing, here are some votes that Obama made in his stint as a lawmaker. I got this from Ontheissues.org.

"Voted NO on defining unborn child as eligible for SCHIP. (Mar 2008)
Voted NO on prohibiting minors crossing state lines for abortion. (Mar 2008)
Voted YES on expanding research to more embryonic stem cell lines. (Apr 2007)
Voted NO on notifying parents of minors who get out-of-state abortions. (Jul 2006)
Voted YES on $100M to reduce teen pregnancy by education & contraceptives. (Mar 2005)
Sponsored bill providing contraceptives for low-income women. (May 2006)
Rated 0% by the NRLC, indicating a pro-choice stance. (Dec 2006)
Ensure access to and funding for contraception. (Feb 2007)"

The America I Love

As we near Independence Day, I feel compelled by the time and the situation to pen some thoughts on our country, its flag and the concept of American Exceptionalism.
It is becoming more apparent to me that people in this country, especially my generation, are very apathetic regarding respecting our country and the flag. Several people I have talked to, don't quite understand why the flag is such a big deal. Its just a material thing, they say. To me though, its more than a material thing that we proudly display at our homes, offices and other public places, its something bigger than that. Its what it represents. The history, the blood that has been spilled in defense of our country, and the God that we serve are all symbolized by that flag hanging outside your door. The flag of our country is something that is deeply important to me, especially when it comes to respecting it. The disrespecting of our nations flag is just something I cannot tolerate.
Our country is something great, something that has never happened before and may never happen again in the history of the world. If you don't believe that God orchestrated that and has blessed us tremendously by allowing us to be here, then maybe my words will fall flat. Patriotism is a word that has been tossed around frequently these days. Patriotism is when people are proud of what their country is and what it stands for: One Nation, Under God, Indivisible, With Liberty and Justice for All.
To me, thats what our flag stands for and I hope that all of you will think about that as we reach our Forth of July weekend.

Just a little something...

for kathryn to read since I know she reads my blogs....

Well, I am walking alone on the highway
all my friends done left me high and dry
all thats left for me now
is to sit and wonder just why?

did I say something that hurt them?
did I do something that was offensive?
maybe it just wasn't about them
maybe I am just to pretentious

but I can't wait any longer
for your sensibilities to come back
and I won't stand any longer
with this knife sticking out of my back
and i just won't hold out any longer
cause I know you are never coming back
but I will stand on this mountain and shout out

I'm the last man standin', and my heart is in pieces
see me waiting in the darkness, cause I can't stand the light
I'm the last man standin', and while your knocking at my door,
I won't be there

I have waiting these long hours sitting, wishing
but you just don't seem that interested in me
so maybe I just need to forget about you
take a good look now, and maybe soon you will see!

I am not gonna just sit back, while the world goes passing by
I won't just, sit on down, and fall on my knees and cry
no no, I won't be silent, I will not submit,
I won't waste my time searching for a memory

Blogs and Chocolate

Since I am pretty sure that nobody reads this anymore, its probably pretty safe to post here without fearing somebody reading it and ruining the whole thing.

Since my first original song went so well at the battle of the bands, I think I definitely need to write some more and hopefully have a full original lineup prepared for next year. I also really want a band to play with me, but I will worry about that later.

Also, I am a little disappointed in a lot of people who I thought were my friends. Just being real, but I feel like the people who used to be my best friends have forgotten me in a little over 2 months. Thats not friendship and I don't appreciate it.
But I think that chapter of my life is behind me, so I guess its best to let sleeping dogs lie, sometimes.

"I came into this town,
searching across the ground
looking constantly to be found
but you were never really there,
where you?

what you lost, I had
and what never will be never really was
and thats what I will live with
cause you were never really there,
were you?

So sit with me, this hour,
till darkness comes and life passes us by
they may look us over, but I know what they don't "

just a concept for a song...