A Life Invested
A life invested, no return
A balance sheet I'd rather burn
Chasing dreams and memories
Has left my heart now ill at ease
That certain feeling, now long dead
The swirling thoughts, they fill my head
Simple wants a classic need
My soul is hungry, let it feed
I want to feel, can someone find
Within my heart, a soul that's kind
Walk with me, the road is dark
Life's not been a day in the park
Somewhere out there, I am sure
Is love to find, that will endure
Midnight Sailing
Once upon a midnight dreary
Alone, adrift, on Lake Erie
Sails all set and boat hove to
My mind did ponder what to do
No course before me, not right now
No way to go, but yet somehow
No chart, no compass, no way set
My heart felt drawn to something, yet
A voyage back to what I knew
Would leave me sad and feeling blue
There’s somewhere out there, I just know
The sun does shine and fair winds blow
A life well lived and yet right now
Something is missing anyhow
The sun will rise, I’ll sail on
To seek the soul to which I’m drawn
Softly Raining
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Softly shrouded in mist and rain
Waiting to see the Sun again
The world is sleeping deeply
But my mind is racing freely
All that was, and is still to be
Was it meant to mystify me
Is there a road leading me on
Waiting to see the golden dawn
Darkness clings to my soul and yet
I do not mind the cold and wet
For in my heart a yearning burns
A feeling that all my concerns
Will be answered and I will see
What has passed on and what will be
What it all meant and why it was
Something more than just a “Because”
The Darkness
The man reached into the darkness one night
Slowly, carefully, now something may bite
He thought he had heard a sound deep within
Penetrating barely the raucous din
Perhaps it’s the wind, perhaps it is not
It might be a dream, it might be a thought
He thought it might be a seeker like him
He wanted to see, but it was quite dim
He thought he felt something brush past his arm
He wanted to grasp, hold something that’s firm
A “Will-o-the –wisp”, is that what I’ve found
Or is it just someone playing around
I seek and I hunt, I’m hoping to find
A heart and a soul, a kindred like mind
But sometimes the darkness plays tricks on me
The true state of things is not what I see
The relationship has starved to death
The relationship has starved to death
It’s finally breathed its very last breath
Year after year of waiting and hoping
Trying to find a new way of coping
Looking for promise and wanting to see
A glimmer of hope appear to me
We touched up the makeup on the deceased
The cold stiff body, its soul now released
The body was once a warm living thing
A vessel from which all hope did spring
Beaten and battered by lie after lie
Starved and neglected left out to die
It should have grown strong
And lasted so long
But cruel fate and uncaring hearts
Shredded and broke it to many small parts
The dead will be mourned and soon forgotten
The killers walk not knowing how wanton
Their hearts really are or what else has died
Dead is their love and dead they are inside
Wasteland
Wandering through an emotional wasteland
Occasional oases of caring
Countless mirages of love
I’ve read about it, heard about it
Talked about it, thought about it
Dreamed about it, cried about it
I think I know what it’s ‘sposed to mean
But when I figure it out the rules change
I’ve tried a few times, but it didn’t work
I did what was right when no one else did
But it didn’t get me anything but hurt
Why do people lie
Why do people cheat
Why do people hurt
Why do people crush one another
I’m not giving up yet
I’m not sure why
I can’t let go of the hope
That love will never die
Who Do I See?
Who Do I See?
Who do I see to get back my life?
I’m tired of fighting, tired of strife
Most of my life is now down the drain
Moments of pleasure, Years full of Pain
We started so fresh, young people do
Us versus World, bet on us two
An adventure a day, always a lark
I just couldn’t see the onrushing dark
Working and striving
Scrimping and saving
Building the dreams, all for the plan
Secure in the knowledge I was your man
But the times did change and so did our hearts
We soon were just actors playing our parts
Our hearts had grown cold but pride drove us on
I soon couldn’t stand what once was our song
I once was your knight upon a white horse
But time and heartache had soon run its course
From rich man to pauper, King to a joker
It really seemed I meant nothing to her
We go through the motions, a well-rehearsed play
But deep down inside I long for a new day
No heartache or pain, no crying or shame
A feeling of peace and of winning the game
