New Song

Fall Weather

I wake up to another Michigan autumn day
I feel the crisp chill of air and I see the sky of grey.
I had another dream about you the night before
I promise you, it’s not intentional.

You’re just always on my mind
You’re the answer I can’t seem to find.
When we’re together, I feel like I will never
Find a feeling like this again.

But you don’t know the things that I would do for you
I’m tired of waking up and not waking next to you
I see the stars above when I look into your eyes
I call out to you, but you keep on walking by.

As the rain comes down, I can hear the drops falling to the earth.
I feel the rumble of the thunder in my own body and see the bolt of lightning as it bridges heaven and earth.
Despite being inside, away from the storm, I cannot help but feel like I am still out in the rain.
The chaotic gloom outside reflects my unrest inside.
Each raindrop that falls is just another personal doubt; another misgiving.
Each thunder clap is my own raw emotion and frustrations trying to escape.
Each lightning bolt is the fire in my eyes, my own impulsive urges.
The longer I remain here listening to the storm, the harder it becomes to differentiate between the grey, swirling thoughts outside and the hectic, dark storm inside.

Through the Night
by J Hutton

Sit by my side,
talk me through,
let your sweet breath
caress my swollen eyes.

I select you.

Tell me about your past,
talk me through,
each misstep and lie,
the cadence makes it fine.

Curl up next to me,
talk me through,
make sure my heart beats,
but don't let me fall victim to dreams.

Call me your best friend,
talk me through,
if I show weakness, tangle about hair,
please don't call me handsome.

If we make it past night,
if you talked me through,
I'll make you breakfast
and you will make laughter.

Will you select me too?

Let's keep the trade even,
talk me through,
I'll distract you, you'll distract me,
from all the old lovers that proved themselves typical.


Read more: http://hellopoetry.com/poem/through-the-night/#ixzz10DCCBfXw

One of those days...

You ever have one of those days where nothing goes wrong, but you have no idea what is going on or where you are going in life? Yeah, I'm having one of those days. What's weird about it is that you forget all about these kinds of days because by tomorrow, everything is back to normal.

New Song

And with it, it brings an end to my musical rut.

Most Days

Most days I can get through on my own two feet
Most days I can honestly say I’m as happy as can be
Most days I don’t need to pretend to smile
Because I know I have you, most days.

But some nights, I just get so lonely.
Some nights are just so bad.
When I’m left alone sitting in my head
Wishing I was laying with you instead.

Most days I can tell you where I’m going.
Most days it’s everywhere but down.
Most days there’s nothing but blue skies in my head.
Most days

But some nights just get so lonely
Some nights the dark just closes in.
Some nights I just feel so lonely.
Just imagining where you’ve been.

New song

My Love Letter


You and I
Were never alone
And I don’t know why
We can’t go home you see

I was waiting
With my back to the door
I didn’t know what my heart was for
Until I saw you

It was raining on a Thursday night
There was no power, there were no lights
But there was you
And I knew what to do

I took your hand and I held you close
I didn’t know what else I was supposed to do
But I knew I had you
And that’s all that mattered.

You and I were never alone
And I don’t know why we can’t go home together
Like we know we should be
Together
This is my love letter to you

Future Plans

I finally figured out what I want to do...sort of. I want to research methods of bioremediation in order to find which methods are most effective and if methods can be used together and if so, will they help each other, making both more effective, or will they have mitigating effects on one another? I want to be able to find ways to clean up sites using cost-effective, and practical methods that actually get the job done in a maximum of 2-3 years from beginning. With all of the methods I want to study being biological processes, I feel this would be a reasonable time frame. Long enough to allow nature to do its thing, but not so long that it would be better to use other methods. After all, I see these methods to be used on plots of land that have been waiting for someone to use them, but cannot because they are too contaminated, such as old gas stations with leaking underground storage tanks. Which, to be honest, have probably been just sitting there for at least that amount of time already.

Or I may just say screw it all and open a sandwich shop/bakery in Bora Bora.

Haven't decided yet.

Late Nights

Sitting in the darkness
Counting down the time
Waiting for the minutes
to move on down the line

I am a shadow
A trick of the light
Imposing itself on
Anything in its path

The cold is stifling
Burning hot
As I try not to think
Of everything I'm not.

I'm not real.
I am a figment of my own imagination
I exist only to fool myself.
And in fooling myself, I give myself life.

I mourn for the loss of her
The one I am better without.
I curse her name in the light
But in the dark...

In this suffocating, simple, silent, scenario
I languish in the stinging sorrow
sweetly sung in staccato tones by sirens
who seek nothing but the sure demise of poor hapless saps such as myself.

I can do nothing to stymie the deluge
ushered forth from the bloody, beaten pulp
That used to be the vessel that foolishly contained
my hopes for love and happiness.

So I sit in self-induced existence
crying for a love I never had, so could never miss,
with experience making me cynical
towards the possibility of ever finding comfort,

I sit and wait for the opportunity
To prove myself wrong
and find a happiness so great
I will transcend the sorrows that chain me here and cease to exist.

New Year...

Hopefully with new outcomes as well. I really can't believe that this is my last semester....sort of. Oh well, here's to another year!