the light of doom

the light of doom shines
reflection in my brown eyes
my soul it confines.


heaven inside

I truly believe Heaven and Hell are inside us. It is not a destination outward, but inward. And when I dream, I am able to spend time with loved ones and friends that I have lost. My Grandfather was there last night, and I got to speak with him again; to tell him I love him and he will always be with me.

Look inside yourself. It is not easy to lose someone, and it will never get easier. But they are not forgotten, and they don’t forget you. We will never fully understand our minds in our lifetimes, but what I say is true. Look inside yourself for the path to your heaven. And get some sleep.


dead but not gone

when i close my eyes
and drift into my own mind
the dead greet me there.


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writing

when i write i bring the truth of my situation out. it is a great therapy for me. however, i still need help and support outside of myself. i am blessed to have a supportive wife and family, plus many, many friends on my side. as i write i already feel bad about questioning my situation, but sometimes failure is unavoidable. my work is not doing what it is supposed to right now. whether it’s out of my control or not, something needs to break.

all i can do is work hard and smart. that is a tough pill to swallow, but it’s time to put my money where my mouth is; put out love and expect nothing in return.


frustration

recession or not
we are in need of work now.
please please think of us.


wonder

I have been spending a lot of energy thinking about all of my effort recently. I do not care about being rich, but I want to be finacially stable; not living paycheck to paycheck. I’ve put a lot of time into things I love, which is very rewarding… but am I spinning my tires instead of moving towards a stress free economy for my family? Happiness is a priority for me this year. As is love. We will get by, but not struggling and stressing every month (or week) would be great. Can I make what I love into a career? Only time will tell, but I am wracked with anxiety and thoughts of jumping ship to get on a more worn path. I need a sign God.


how do i know?

will i ever know
that i am walking along
the path meant for me?


why can’t everything be easy?

i wonderful song really got me thinking today. nothing is easy. why not? we work and work and work and struggle to get by. i don’t expect wealth or fame being easy, but not even living comfortably? paycheck to paycheck blows. i think an appropriate question is: why can’t anything be easy?


struggle with focus

to be here right now
i struggle with focusing
later on my mind.