Hay U

There's no grass in a hay field and no hay in a grass field, but cows eat them both.
I guess they were destined to meat at some point.

Drown Me Out

You cast me out to sea
You make me walk the plank
And when I am almost overcome by the waves
You pull me back in
Neither thanks or apology do I extend
And so it goes again
Over
And over
Until it is over

Ornithologists always refer to themselves in the bird person

We

Oh, You and I?
Oui

Crazy

Young ladies having babies
While the dad is acting cagey
She wants a commitment
But she settles for a maybe

Listen Together

Listen ToGetHer

What People Really Think

Want to know how people really view you?
Listen to them.
Watch how their inclusion and exclusion changes during the course of their dialogue.
Watch how "we" and "I" are used.
We do this, but I do that...when I do this and we do that.
Through their inconsistency, you'll learn just how fucked up things might really be.
Just saying, I sure as fuck have been noticing it lately.

Life Sentences

I have committed to a lifetime.
I have not committed to the length of that lifetime.

No "I" in "TEAM"

But, there is an "I" in "QUIT" and it's just after "U".

There's no "U" and "I" in "LOVE".

You could say," I'll be okay" without "U".

And Ore

Between suffering and sacrifice, efforts and energies, the atrributions must be inclusive or exclusive.
It must be one or the other, but it cannot be one and the other.

Eight Days A Weak

I'm going to make a plan.
A plan to have one day a week that isn't totally dominated by the aftermath of tragedy, where for the sake of others I smile and say,"It's okay, everything will be just fine."
It has to work, or I don't know what will happen, but nothing good at this pace.
My heart and mind are wearing thin and I'm not sure how much more of myself I have left to give.

Is everybody happy?

I would really just like to be happy being me.
I've forgotten what that feels like and I'm afraid it might be a lost cause.
I don't know how to get there but I'm trying.

Death on the Line

Catching for trophy is more messed up than catch and release, I suppose.
But "sport" isn't being slowly reeled in to your potential death by a hook through your mouth, while you fight with all your might to avoid your demise.
So really, they're both infinitely more  messed up than catch and eat, which is what catching was ever really supposed to be about.
(My stream of thought in the shower just now.)

Hellp

The best help is always the help you don't have to ask for, from people that know you well enough to identify how they might strengthen what they already know to be your weaknesses. 
It's both extraordinarily humbling and uplifting at the same time.

You Can Do It

People who work in food preserves do what they can and can what they do.

Single Stroke Role

Paradiddle!?
Heck, I'd settle for a single diddle.

Mirror Man

I never feel the alone that I do until I'm finally alone with you.

Hot Mess

You can't generate light without at least some heat, but you can generate a great deal of heat without producing any light at all.

When You Got Nothin'

With nothing to lose and nothing to gain, and failure the certain outcome of any given course of action, you have more freedom of choice than you could ever know.

Scoopy Scoopy Doo

Not one of three
Have called to see
The status of me
Or my family

Bullet the Blue Sky

Some decisions in life are about like choosing which bullet you would like to have shot though your skull and who you would like to pull the trigger.

Between the Black and White

Where there is light, there are shadows.
Where there is darkness there is only darkness.

Hollowed Be My Name

To feel needed but not wanted
To feel loved but not liked
To feel desire but not desired
These are hollow victories

What is the half life of hope?

It might be time to stop looking for what might be found, in places it seems it will probably never be found.