Its been so long sence I wrote a poem,
All these things that made me feel at home...

Im pretty sure Im happy,
That is depending on what happy is...

Disclamer; I am writting this on my phone
I sit in my little office...

In the winds I here her call,
The change of Summer to Fall...

The rich smell of blood and hot gun oil,
Like carbon ensuing from a rifle...

We are nothing more then what we are right now,
And yesterday was something less...

In the passing moments,
With every swig...

Embrass me in the veils of darkness,
Be the mother to wipe my tears...

I swallow my self imposed isolation,
Contemplating my own resolve...

We cherish smiles like little white lies plastered...

When the sky turns from blue to tangerine, you...
I swear I could watch the sun set in your soul a...

I try to find some peace in the words of peaceful...
They all say that true peace lies within...