Why can’t life be smooth and easy? Why can’t struggles disappear? Why must we weather life’s uncertainty? Why can’t our journey be free and clear? Why is destiny such a mystery? Why do we live in constant fear? Will those we love one day desert us? Will we lose all…

Sleep evades Causing decisions to be made Wake up zone out in front of the TV Or reflect on existence and craft poetry Listen to newly released Zach Bryan CD Or make a night of it and do all three But work awaits and a classroom to teach I desperately…

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I wish I was more motivated- Like a zombie I move around acting sedated. Lists and piles of things to do, But I sit and stare as my thoughts just brew. I feel I am made for finer things, But instead tedium is what life brings. I mope around feeling…

The masses press around me and panic starts to rise- These souls that surround me living their separate lives- I long to be away from here on a empty country road: Zach Bryan on the radio speaking to my soul. Only there I will feel myself relax, and my lungs start to breathe Because I am most alone in a crowd- That’s the way it always seems- I need space and freedom and plenty of room to dream. Give me a solitary sunset or a walk alone in the woods

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