In a field somewhere,
You planted a tree,
To signify your love,
Your love for me.
You said as it grows,
So will your love for me.

I wrote that when I was 15. Me and my friend Aaron used to write songs and play guitar. We were gonna change the world with our music. We weren't very good. To be honest we could only play a few songs. Past Tyme was going to be the name of our band. We'd sit in my basement get high and listen to Zeppelin records. We'd discuss different theory's on life. One time we decided that this life was just a dream and we should kill each other to move back to reality. Luckily another friend was there to diffuse the situation. I don't think anything would have happened but we did have our pocket knifes out. I was a different person back then, more spiritual.

The teeth of the demon, Pierced her skin
Slicing her veins, that lie within
Not knowing what happened, she changed inside
From that sweet little girl, to a ????
then sighed.

I can't remember what ???? was. We had a book of poetry that we'd write in then try to put to music. It was a fun time. Aaron and I drifted apart. He hooked up with my ex a couple of weeks after we broke up. I got pissed and that was that. 15 years later and he's the only one from high school I still think about. I used to spend a lot of time alone sitting in the forest just me and a note book. Some nights I'd slip out of the house when everyone was asleep and sit on a park bench and write shit. I even started to write a book at one time. When the kids are older and I have more time I'll get back in to writing but for now I'll stick to blogging.

Dave