entry: DreamĀ 

On the vibe of a good feeling. I think I centered what’s got me messed up in the head. I think I can clear it, well, at least push it around so I can function.

I’ll try to avoid 

Defend, defeat

As a mentality for now

Dream, cause it’s never too late to dream. And if dreamings all we got well bless our hearts.  There’s good in this word. Try our best to not ignore it. 

I’ve dreamt I was an angel, I’ve dreamt I was a savior.

When the light go out

When the lights go out

I’ll have spent my day

Fearing the lord

And wishing my sins away

Maybe I’ll never be on a marquee 

And maybe I’ll never steel the show

But as far your concerned 

I’ll never let go

And when the lights go out

I’ll haven’t looked away

Knowing the good lord

Made you stay

I was born

I was born to ride a Harley

My head wrapped in a bandana 

And a leather vest on my back

And believe me I wanna 

I was born to ride horses

My head tucked in the shade of a cowboy hat 

Plow acres at a time of land that’s mine

An old red Chevy with hay in the back

I was born to get my hands dirty

With out fear in my mind

Stand tall and proud

Show respect and be kind

I was born to be a man

Prompted by reason

Sacraments offered among the poor
So full, but they keep eating more
Flushed with wine
Stuffed with bread

Another glimpse might
Cure the way you feel
Just a confession might
When you had to kill

Take what you need
But don’t take it all

From in my heart, I know you’ll be okay

Little soft whispers in my head
Telling me yes they’re telling me
Everything is going to be okay
And in my heart I know they’ll be

I know sometimes it’s hard to see
Through endless possibility
But we find the strength
And defy the length
Of time we spend in happiness
Live our lives with no regrets

Little soft voices in my head
Yelling at me yes they’re yelling at me
Everything is going to be okay
And in my heart I know they’ll be

Blogging in February

These dam herniated discs in my neck and back are getting the worst of me and I’ve put them off for too long. Today was one of those days. 0* outside I was in the garage from about 9am-430pm. Just to have more stuff go wrong. I love the automotive world. It used to be cool. I use to work on things cause I wanted to. Now I do it cause I have to. I’m a car guy, always will be. But I want out out the mechanic life sometimes. I can never ride in a car and relax. My mind is constantly playing out the possibility of things going wrong and what I’ll have to fix next. It was that way with wrestling, after training I could never watch it as a fan, I always critiqued the way others did it. My words of advise if you took the time to read this… If you enjoy something … Love it.

Faces fall apart

Slime to the top
Like it’s all that you got
When the rest of the world
Promises not

Faces fall apart
And it’s a long way down
From this high
When you feel like
Your gonna die

Trade places with the rug on the floor
So you don’t have to fall anymore

Faces fall apart
When it’s a long way down
And I was too high
And I swear I felt like
I was gonna die

Justice

There’s a possibility
That I might lose my mind
I might be one of those
With blood on my clothes

Justice is bad word
Seems it’s lost its meaning
Someone wake me up
I must be dreaming

The called her out for a fight
They didn’t see me in her corner
If it’s a fight that they want
Believe it, I’m here beside her

Justice is a sad word
Now it’s lost it’s meaning
Please wake me up
I really hope I’m dreaming

One day someday

One day someday I know
I’ll be daddy, and I’ll be so happy

To think a little life
In my arms
Was a sparkle in my eyes
That’s me, when he or she cries

I’ll do my part and
I’ll be there and I’ll be strong
Even when I’ve got to
Admit that I’m wrong

Cause my dad once said

One day someday I know
I’ll be a daddy, and I’ll be so happy