Ink Slinging for the Average

It's the nights that bring it all to bear

It feels all wrong, now that you're gone

When I reach out I'm reminded you're not there

The room is dark, and now so is my heart

I've been forced to realize my greatest fears

Curled up in bed, I now rest my head

The smell of a bookstore

The feeling of sliding between freshly cleaned sheets

The taste of freshly brewed coffee

The view from the mountain top

The sound of hearing "I love you" for the first time

You're nestled up inside my head

Alone I lay in the silent night

Desperately wishing to hold you tight

And in my dreams that might come true

The latter part is harder now that it’s over

The bottle calls my name and I put it to my lips

Surely it won’t hurt, it’s just one little sip

One leads to many, and many leads to more

I can feel myself spiraling since you walked out the door

The words flow to page from my pen as I thought them

The walls you built so high, to keep out all but the sky

Because try after try, you get hurt by some guy

Now people think your cold, or so you’ve been told

But they just don’t know, all you want is someone to hold

If someone would take the time, then they just might find

"My life's been loud." the words left her lips

As I traced her body with my fingertips

"I know what you mean." I replied at last

And squeezed her tighter as I thought of her past

She kissed my lips, then relaxed on my chest

These are the moments I love the best

"You make me feel safe, I feel I can trust you"

And even if you don't think of me, I still think of you

I wonder how you've been, how's your day, how's your night

And I wonder if he knows how to make you feel better after you've had a fight

I really miss your face, and the way you used to smile

You brightened up my life, if only for a while

What we had was special, something I'll always treasure

But if he makes you smile more, I suppose that this is better

I just want you to be happy, I promise you that's true

Is it because you can remember what we had?

And he doesn't know, because he can't tell

He might truly like you, but he just can't read you that well.

Time heals all wounds, it gets better, or so they say

Walk a mile in my shoes just to show you

All the things that I’ve been through 

10,000 steps or maybe a few more

Perhaps you’ll find what you’ve been searching for

Around this next corner or maybe that bend

Eventually you’re journey will come to an end

I walked so much that the soul was shredded

Feet swollen, legs sore, no idea where I was headed

Body aching, boots riddled with holes

I made it to a place to call home

Looking back on the journey, I know this is true

I would have made that walk a dozen times, if it brought me to you

But the trip is over now, the soul has been healed

In your embrace, no words can describe the way I feel

So the journey has ended. the boots at rest on the floor