F. Jason Whitaker Writer

I stand at the start of another day Sway to the music in my head. Forgot the words I read All those years before... I'm waiting for someone To be my somebody To hold me close Whenever I'm feeling alone.

I hear your words These lies I've been told A thousand times I've collected memories of The fake that comes With religion And religious people Making me aware Of how different I am From everyone else.

These silent hours are making me Irritable

I'm awake and alone Dreaming of those hours We had over the years Now begins the tears While missing you It breaks me in two Whenever I think Of you and you not being there anymore.

Sometimes we wake up uncertain Of where life is taking us I stood alone at that street corner Remembering the moments gone When we spoke on the phone But your voice I'll never hear again. Sometimes we go wherever the road takes us We find ourselves where we never imagined  A place in our minds we thought we'd forgotten.

I hear the radio song playing again, Don't mind the repetition I find it's soothing Knowing what's next Each time it comes on. I've been struggling inside Music calms the internal I need more music to calm me While I'm dealing with So many things in my life.