Watching You Go

She smiled at the embarrassing story
Chuckled at my silly face
Burst into laughter as I talked to my napkin because I was too scared to talk to her and mess up
She blushed when I held her hand
Sighed as I kissed her

She frowns now
Her eyes have lost their glow
Her once rosy cheeks are now vacant of color
Her body trembles when I get closer
She cries, she says she has to leave

My life is crumbling around me
The one thing I knew has gone and now I'm left alone
Her image remains in my mind and nags me into depression
If only I could have done something
Alone...... alone....... alone.....

I can't bring myself to tears
There's nothing to cry about
There's nothing to be done
It has been unbearable to watch you go
But I'm left in a uneasy peace because I had been yours even if for a small amount of time

Faith and Love

There is so much power to be had in this world. There is that which is inherited or that which is taken. Many are misused. Many are flawed. But there are those which are based on truth. They are earned, they are used in the most dire of circumstances and when used properly will give perfect results every time. Faith and Love are this power. There is nothing that we can't do if we have faith and love in Jesus Christ. Miracles have happened for powerful and sobering reasons and they are the power of faith and love at work. When we have given everything that we can give and come out short that is when we will be empowered. When we will be given the help. I know that there is truth in Jesus Christ. That he has suffered everything that I and everyone else has suffered. I have experienced his love in my times of walking through the appearance of hell. I have felt the relief of a Savior who loves those on the earth who have struggled to know the truth about his life and have struggled to do what is right. I have faith in him and would follow the will of God and Jesus Christ to the end of this life. I will always have faith in Jesus Christ because I have a sure knowledge that he is my Savior and He is always there. Waiting for me to make it back.

Dusty

I Found You

I yell the words "Ready or not here I come."
Then I run, I know where you usually hide, I think I'll start there.
Nothing.
That's okay maybe behind those trees.
Nothing.
Behind the shed.
Nothing.
Oh come on, by the fence.
Nothing.
On the roof, in the garbage can, in the tree, between the bushes.
Nothing.
Where are you?
You're neither here nor there.
But you could be either there or here.
I sit down to think.
Thinking is too hard to do standing.
Then I hear you, "You're still playing this game?
It's such a shame.
I've been gone for a year.
You need to face your fear.
How could you not think that I will always be with you.
Even when I have passed through.
But please don't let it get you weary.
There something that will make you very cheery.
I'll always be within your heart.
Like it was at the very start."

Dusty

No Regrets

Some people get halfway between third and home

Just to get out

Some people give everything they have in a marathon

Just to get second

Some people put faith in another

Just to be proven wrong

What we must remember is that we will fall

We will lose the race

We will have our faith tried

But if our heart was not in it

If we didn't play with our whole soul

Or give everything past exertion

There will be regret

There will be sadness 

And there will be a longing

There are many reasons to give up

To plead for rest 

And to face our weakness

But no reason should separate us from the ability to make ourselves happy

Nothing should keep us from living our lives the way we want them to be

I don't regret my actions for I know I would not be as strong as I am today

I do not regret my words for my heart will not betray me of my feelings

I will not despair in sorrow for only reaching second

For I have ever so much better to become

And I will grow much faster without this extra weight to drag me down

Dusty

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I know how you feel,

Afraid of losing something that means everything.

I know what it's like to love something too much to let it go.

I know that you know it probably won't be the same.

But I want to you to know this.

Your amazing

Don't ever let someone be a spear in your side

Dragging you down.

You were born to do so much more than to walk and talk

You were born to fly

That first leap into the air is frightening

But then you can see everything now that your are so high.

Don't let it get you down, there is no reason to ruin a perfect smile.

Dusty

"My Weekend Plans or Something"

You know that feeling when you don't have any expectations, no one requires anything from you and your basically free to do what you will. That's the feeling I have in my dreams.

Sure I have nightmares, who doesn't, I'm terrified and I wake up in sweat and tears, but I don't feel burdened by anything in my dreams. Until I wake up, I feel real, happy.

I have epic adventures, visions of intense action and stories of triumph. Dreams of saving the damsel in distress, as well as my minds portrayal of my life with some few distortions.

Last night, I was betrayed. I was on a dark street with only the lights from the street lamps to distinguish. He was there, with a bomb, for some reason, he was with another (probably the one who gave him the bomb). They tried to attack me but of course I was on a bike.... obviously I was faster.

I then transitioned to a friends house. I tried to warn everyone there, which was practically everyone, of him and his bomb. But I was just ignored. Nothing would work. The moment arrived as he showed up and began to chased me. I hoped out a window and hopped fences and dove into bushes. I was hiding from everyone now. Thank heavens it's impossible to find someone in a bush...

Anyway I make it away safely eventually put to end his treacherous plot. Saving the day, and rejecting the girl for not having faith in me. Word. Then I walk away into the glorious sunset.

About this time.... my alarm clock screeches at me.... sometimes I get it right away, other times I wake up and have no idea where I am, hoping the stupid noise will stop just by my sheer will power..... It doesn't usually like it when I do that and tends to get louder.

But not to detract from my point, I'm powerful in my dreams, I have the opportunities to do amazing things. I never feel like I'm a waste or that I'm not forwarding myself. In there I can build cities and fly to the nearest star Betelgeuse and have a picnic on it. I have a very strong feeling I'll actually be able to do these things, they'll be my weekend plans or something.

Finally, I feel like my spirit, during a dream has the amazing opportunity to be freed from my body for just a little while, it's absolutely weightless everything it could ever want. Then when that obnoxious alarm clock rings. My spirit is lassoed and hog tied to my body and it's forced to carry this thing around all day.

Dustly

The Conditions Are Perfect

It's maybe fifty degrees outside and the rain keeps coming
But all I can think is why am I not running?
Running to you in the next town over
Through the unforgiving wind as well as the daisies and the clovers
Maybe the thought of you will get me by
It will keep me safe and keep me dry

Soon I will be in you warming arms
Feeling at peace with your loving charms
But as of now, your face has dimmed from my mind
My legs keep collapsing and I've fallen behind
Shivering and weary I fight for my life
When I think what the perfect weather to handle my strife

If it were a bright sunny day
I would not know the way
I would not be lead by the thought of your face
Merely by what I thought of the race
I would be lost without the darkness
Unable to find your fortress

Now back to rain and the wind battered town
You'll be surprised not to find me with a frown
You're face has returned and my muscles renewed
And the chill I once felt has finally subdued
Continue I must or be left to my sorrow
I hope that I find it before tomorrow

Dusty

Truth or.... Truth!

Who, who, who
I emphatically reject any notion that I knew
But what was I to do
My secret is that, a secret for me to know
Not to be handled to and fro
I sit firm in my pretend oblivion with half a smile
Although I think I might give in, in a while
Your stares are curling my hairs
Your threats are making me sweat

OH FINE!!!

Who, Who, Who
It's.........
Whoops :)

Dusty

Written for Liz and Tiffy