Tired Marsupial

Wallowing in whatever,
The Tired Marsupial finds a seat,
Sitting, watching, waiting,
Looks to his left in envy,
Finds a break to talk to Lazy.

Eyes are heavy and sad,
The Tired Marsupial does his duties,
Working, thinking, dreaming,
Worries that he will never find her,
Chats with the sky thanksfully.

Ready for tomorrow,
The Tired Marsupial readies for bed,
Reading, tossing, reflecting,
Adds extra blankets to counter loneliness,
Lays his head to rest.

Sweet dreams Tired Marsupial

Currently Listening X&Y By Coldplay Fix You see related

The Next Go Around

So this is the new year, I don't feel any different.
Something feels broken, I want to try and fix it.
What goes on is a mystery, Therapy is far away.
What is it about her that resonates? What idea?
I actually want to let go, or maybe my lies are telling truths.
Clashing cymbals compete to be heard, highs versus lows.
I want to brag about snow falling, I don't think she really cares.
I finished without reading the falling action, I am behind,
Where's the resolution? I don't know what I missed.
Vacant spaces don't like looking empty, So they fill fast.
Maybe I'm used to the idea, Of craving, hurting, longing, chasing.
I know who can fix this, I missed him this morning.
He made the sky red and beautiful.
I'll let you know what he says when I stop to listen.

Currently Listening Braveheart: Original Motion Picture Soundtrack see related

Meeting of the Victorious Faliures

Opened eyes in a counsel of truth-tellers,
On bended knew we came and will keep coming,
Our humility is not set in stone,
We are tired from our beatings.

Knights of healing and revival,
Step down from broken person thrones,
Find righteousness in striving for purity,
We throw our dispicable loads off our backs.

Brothers fighting with tools sculpted in light,
We bring different loves to the table,
Our wisdom shared scares the darkness,
Community we all have searched and longed for.

Accountability must be our creed,
Written in our cries to our Father are a fellowship,
New creations with a different and bold purpose,
Men named Chris, Garrin, Ted, Travis, Bob, Jamie and C.J.

Pray for these warriors souls daily!

Currently Listening Saturate By Breaking Benjamin No Games see related

Shattering Glass

A sledgehammer is tied to my words,
The thrill of utter demolition of breaking the spirit.

Runaway boy stuck in a fantasy world where she always says yes,
I extracted what was best for me and lived in the skin, safely saved.


The master of all things lied and untrue,
A polyamorist took the place of a King.

Saturated advice from insecurities told in confidence,
And others shown on screens everywhere.

My savior was the wisdom of anyone who sparked an interest,
Pay attention for as cheap as at gets.

Waiting for my turn to reverse roles, ready to lead,
Still impressionable in a nutshell.

Used to sitting on long benches singing the same songs,
Meandering on the same spiritual and physical highs.

Natural lfie is simple as ten rules to follow,
I have managed to create a stand out shade of grey.

I was a demolition expert, never original,
But I took a turn for the recovery.

Currently Listening Oh! Gravity. By Switchfoot see related

Satan, Golden Shores and Myself

I awoke from a dream, the old man inside had his way.
Showed his crooked face as quick as he could,
My one life shook off yesterday and the idea of perfection,
You're my only light.
Tug of war started and ended with a standstill, my soul can never win until the end,
Direction is in the warmth of the sun driving endless miles past the intersection,
A woman gained her attention and forgot to count the loss and its still building,
I can't help her.
Small speakers can blast open numb ears with a movement of lyrics behind it,
Vacation was no my idea, but i saw God around a table talking about history,
My lungs are full, unable to scream and waiting to water to spill over from my eyes,
Jeans won't fix it.
And to think the morning held sleepy eyes and a story of my life in a book,
Golden shores are closer than you think, these weeks will go fast,
Line after line of babble recorded from another faker, I will give something better,
Lunch is over.