Thursday, April 7, 2022

What happens when we live?

People always ask the question: What happens when we die? There are hundreds of theories and explanations regarding the matter but none have been, or most likely ever will be, proven. My answer is we will find out when it happens. I think a much more important question we should be asking ourselves is: What happens when we live? Life is a journey. It’s full of emotions, feelings, thoughts, expressions and experiences. Life is happiness. Life is sadness. Life is laughter. Life is tears. Life is love. Life is fun. Life is the wildest ride ever. Sometimes it can bite you and knock you down. Sometimes it can lift you up higher than you ever thought you’d go. Life can hurt. Life can bring you tears of joy. Life is full of adventure. Life is a journey. Life is short. Stop asking what happens when you die. Start living. Death will come. We don’t know when. We’ll get our answer. We can’t live our lives in fear of the unknown. We can’t live our lives stressing over things beyond our control. What we can do is live everyday as if it’s our last because we will never know when that day will come. Embrace the good. Allow the bad. Get through the stresses. Move forward. There will be a time when we have the ability to look back and ask ourselves: What happened when I lived?

Saturday, January 5, 2019

Love Is



Love is powerful.
Love is a deep connection.
Love is honesty.
Love is trust.
Love is mutual respect.
Love is intimacy.
Love is being kind.
Love is compassion.
Love is healthy communication.
Love is forgiveness.
Love is loyalty.
Love is support.
Love is attraction.
Love is non judgemental.
Love is laughter.
Love is integrity.
Love is friendship.
Love is cuddling.
Love is caring.
Love is understanding.
Love is sensual.
Love is the little things.
Love is listening.
Love is acceptance.
Love is vulnerability.
Love is empathy.
Love is commitment.
Love is thoughtfulness.
Love is compromise.
Love is affection.
Love is gentleness.
Love is appreciation.
Love is validation.
Love is selflessness.
Love is healing.
Love is growth.
Love is companionship.
Love is teamwork.
Love is fearlessness.
Love is sacred.
Love is similarity.
Love is conscientiousness.
Love is emotional stability.
Love is sincere.
Love is dependable.
Love is considerate.
Love is open minded.
Love is grateful.
Love is patience.
Love is generous.
Love is sympathetic.
Love is tender.
Love is adventurous.
Love is warm.
Love is happy.
Love is honorable.
Love is amazing.
Love is to be loved.
Love is to love.
Love is infinity.

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

A Child with Dreams

He remembers who he used to be,
before the booze, before the disease.

A child with dreams, a future so bright,
a kid who played, a son with fight.

An athlete, a friend, one who cared,
competitive natured and never scared.

A boy who laughed, a boy that smiled,
just a kid, who could run for miles.

As time went on, the boy grew older,
becoming a man, wiser and bolder.

In those years, he found the party,
found the beer, the booze was hearty.

College was great, independence as well,
with no curfew, he said what the hell?

A few more beers was always the case,
everyone tried, but couldn't keep pace.

Competitive drinking, was that a thing?
Yes it was, and he was the king.

In those years, the child was lost,
not even knowing it came with a cost.

The dreams and hopes were becoming blurred,
no vision, no light, words always slurred.

Booze was the substance that slowed him down,
also not knowing, he looked like a clown.

In all his days, he never changed,
just hit a wall, was tied to chains.

Years went by, the man woke up,
he was finished, done feeling stuck.

And just like that, the dreams came back,
the child in him, back on the attack.

How lucky can one man get?
A man of forty, still a child?

You bet.












Thursday, July 3, 2014

Fade to Black

They happen in an instant,
anxiety and panic are imminent.
Can't breathe, fading to black,
a fine life under attack.
To feel the fear of death,
struggling to take a healthy breath.
The worst of them come while driving,
in my car, having trouble surviving.
I open my windows and try to get air,
my fingers rubbing my neck and stroking my hair.
It worsens, blacking out has begun,
I pull over, a healthy breath, none.
I know whats happening, can't control it,
Klonopin is my only travel kit.
Pop a pill or two and it goes away,
the longest twenty minutes, I must say.
Waiting in agony, the struggle is brutal,
all attempts to remain calm are futile.
The pill kicks in and begins its work,
a sense of calmness, my only perk.
I make it home and go to bed,
all the suffering has left my head.
I close my eyes and feel relieved,
back to normal I do believe.
The wonder pill has put me to sleep,
dreams of counting all black sheep.
My mental state in depression,
when will I learn this valuable lesson?
I wouldn't wish these upon my enemy,
are prescription drugs my only remedy?
People say, it's all in your head,
until you have one, you'll take back what you said.










Monday, June 30, 2014

Almost to Zen

Almost always, anytime, anywhere, an adult ale,
Blackouts, burned between beauty beneath,
Careless curiosities could capture calmness,
Does drinking do disastrous damage,
Every evening, even eleven,
Flavorful freshness, forgot forgiveness,
Granted goodness, godly gross gatherings,
Honestly, having hours, hours, hours hopelessness,
Immediate imagination imminently irrational,
Joking jabberwock, jacent jaculation,
Kyle killed Karl, kava, kerosine,
Lavishing lagers linger late,
Mimicking major misuses, morals move morbidly,
Need not, nor never needed,
Open others obituaries, obviously outlandish,
Poor, provocative projections, pleasing pions,
Quickly quackle, qually quadragenarian,
Reversed recycling, recognize redemption, reconciliation,
Sometime soon, shall see some sun,
Trying temptations, teetering togetherness,
Under, ultimately unilateral, unbelievable,
Vivid valuations, very voluptuous,
Wanting wonderful wishes when wondering world,
Xanthic xanthodont,xenogenous xenial,
Yellowish youthfulness, yet yapness yantra,
Zagging zones, zenzizenzizenzic, zeroing zen.


Friday, June 20, 2014

Awakening

Rock bottom, some would say,
Loaded with fear, hopelessness and dismay.

Their negativity brings no peace,
Hope, a word, they believe is deceased.

No light at the end of their tunnel,
Dark clouds swirling in a funnel.

Why me? They may ask,
Then return, back to their flask.

The never ending cycle of their life,
Cutting them slowly with their dull knife.

They want to stop but don't know how,
Making excuses is not allowed.

Yet, they find a way to go back,
Back to the misery, sadness intact.

How deep will they dig their hole?
A lifelong journey without a goal.

Wake the fuck up, see there is light.
A light of Hope, but you need to fight.

The pain and misery will go away,
Surround yourself with positivity every day.

You will fall, and fail you may,
Don't give up, that's all I can say.

So get on your feet, your day has begun,
Fight your battle and soon it will be won.

You have one life to live with many decisions,
Think before you act, with clear precision.

One day at a time, you will learn,
Your pain and misery will begin to burn.

Love yourself, stay true to others,
Share your love and dreams with another.

You have support, people who care,
Seek them out and start to share.

Your future is bright and full of love,
Spread your wings and sore as a dove.

Rock bottom, I think it's not,
It's an Awakening. Give it a shot.











Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Dear Alcohol,

I am a winner, I am strong.
You've won some battles, but I'll fight you long.

I once thought that you were great,
now it is you, that I truly hate.

I've come along way in this short period of time,
My mind is clear, my vision has climbed.

I do not regret befriending you,
it has inspired me and others to make ourselves new.

I'm leaving you forever, I have no other choice,
I hope you can hear me for now I have my voice.

I am saying it loudly, I'm saying it clear,
I know you can see, that I have no fear.

I am a fighter, always have and always will be,
I will fight you daily and soon it will be easy.

I will struggle and I will fall,
but you won't be there when I call.

You thought you had me in your clench,
maybe you did, you dirty wrench.

Well, I have woken and I have risen,
You no longer have the key to my prison.

I am free and I am alive,
Without you, I'll truly strive.

Today is great, my future bright,
I've flipped the switch and can see the light.

So in this game called life,
I have left you behind and will focus on my wife.

I love her deeply, I need to show,
you are gone forever, and she will know.

She is my everything, through and through,
Now go on, I am so done with you.