I can feel all the walls closing in around me. It takes me forever to get to sleep at night and once I finally do get to sleep, in the wee hours of the morning, I never want to wake up. I sleep though the entire morning and well into the afternoon, awaken constantly by the ringing phone. Damn creditors.
I have been self-reflecting a lot lately, and i've to the conclusion of who i want to be. I want to be the the first David Carl Crowley! Do you know what that means!? Let me tell you.
Remember the first time we spent together, how we wanted it to last forever.
I'd lay in your arms as you'd hold me tight, dreading the time we would leave for the night.
Talking about everything on our mind, completely forgetting about the time.
The cold nights we would spend in your car, hoping no one sees us parked where we are.
I wrote this when I was not me...How does that happen?
I am me when I talk to you
when you talk to me-
when I love and am loved.
So when did I start losing my way?
and, in the process, start becoming someone else,
some other red blue soul.
Let me tell you about my Hawaii.
Where, oh where, have the good guy gone? Where, oh where, could they be?
Life is an art of existence, doing things which leave beautiful marks to others. Taking advantage of what surrounds you. Leaving good foot prints to every person you meet. Loving more than hating. Giving more than receiving. Sharing plenty and little.
