The words flow from my pen,
But stumble from my lips.
What’s the simplicity of writing on paper?
But in real life, I need a million scripts.
The thoughts overflow my brain;
They drive me insane.
But the words don’t come easily.
They don’t come much, nor ceaselessly.
At least I have this paper and pen,
So I’ll use it as my escape, again and again.
These thoughts are lost in the maze of my mind, shoved all the way down
Making it simple to smile– easier to hide that frown
My heads up and I’m pushing through,
even if it seems like the hardest thing to do
Because the rain feels harsh on my cheeks,
but it can’t rain for days,
not even for weeks
To stand out in the pouring streams from the sky
will only last so long—eventually I’ll need to get dry
A time will come when the rain, it stops
and all of my heavy clothing, it drops
Here I’ll stand, naked and exposed
right in front of you,
no longer disclosed
I pray you take me for me
and in my eyes,
there’s no longer a wall blocking what you see
Uncovered, unsealed, ready for you
if only you’ll still be waiting,
waiting to see that view
Because the calm of the storm will turn to a soft hum,
sort of like the strings on a guitar that strum
Though the song now, it’s loud
It hurts my ears
This song now, it brings alive all of my fears
But the music continues to play,
even as I desperately pray this song away,
But I know soon, a new song will come on,
and that song, it will be forever gone
Just a distant memory,
of the person I was once expected to be
And your song, it’ll play louder
it’ll overpower my distant thought
and make me forget about the demons I once fought
But it won’t hurt my ears, no,
it won’t make me feel the need to lie low,
I’ll be screaming the lyrics of our love,
which I won’t feel I’m undeserving of
Although I may need a while,
to not have to hide from you
when I don’t have that real smile
But as for now,
negativity, it has no place,
there will always be a
smile on my face
Songs of Existence 