September 11, 2014
"I’m having a hard time growing up, honestly i just don’t know where to go from here."

— Only Time Will Tell

September 10, 2014
Forever My Father

I hope I have thanked you enough…
For life lessons taught and growing pains stopped. I’ll forever push to be half the man you are. Look back, after everything and know you were proud, because I did my best. I did what you would do, what you taught me to do. I hope you know how much you mean to me, how much you are apart of me, and how much I love you.

September 9, 2014
Chip Off The Old Block

There has yet to be a night that I’ve gotten sleep,
For you are the person that haunts my dreams.
Every lesson I learned in life was a lesson learned from you.
How could I let you down?
How could I end up this way?
The last time that we talked, I couldn’t keep my anger at bay. 

Now I’m looking back at all our time,
how you use to tuck me in at night. 
We would play catch in the backyard, those long nights…
I used to dream with you, about playing under bright lights. 

I look in the mirror and am reminded of you every day. 
The parts of you shining through each and every day. 
The right and wrong you taught me along the way. 
I know you are proud of me in your own way.

I just wish I had said goodbye.
I took you for granted and the time just passed me by.
Now all I have are these old picture frames.
To remind me of what I have loved and lost today. 

Nothing gold can stay. 

September 8, 2014
Time Is A Wound

Time is a wound that never heals,
opening up with every thought of you.

Time is a wound that still bleeds.
Not a downpour, but a steady stream.

Time is a wound that can never be dressed.
Changing to often to keep up with it. 

Time is a wound that takes as much as it gives.
By the end, time will make sure you have truly lived. 

September 8, 2014
"I don’t develop scars, for I am always clawing at open wounds in hopes that I will never forget you."

— When things go quiet

September 8, 2014
"I’m sorry my throat refuses
to say I need help and
I’m sorry I’d rather be
in seclusion than have
your scalpel strike
my red hot nerves.
I’m sorry they did this to me
and I’m god dammed
sorry I oblige them."

I’m trying not to shut you out, please be patient with me - mwd (via madworlddiary)

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