by James Hall

Created on: November 09, 2010

I can reach you?

Crawl into my shell of jagged faith, it’s a place of the perfect memories and constant growth. Come join me won’t you, before I slip away and this deep burden crashing about my very heart sinks ships of all the trying and all the caring.

I’m holding on to the smallest of things that fill my battles with joy. Cause if I fall into the whipsnap wake up of reality, listen close to how forced my voice feels reaching for change, movement, direction, in all the stormy truth it’s a long slog to work this one out.. I may just walk away from all the world which I held in my two hands. Broken and scarred, starting over starting over. (what matters to me is as everchanging as the very seasons I breathe upon my skin)

(lay down now, lay down with your songs and stories, dream snug in the blissful knowing you will always dream, as I fight full to come back and join you)

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