Month: December 2015

The Last Day

“The Last Day”
The night darkens and all the eyes start to open, hoping for a glimpse of the light but their life’s broken.

The doubt of time running out that hides deep in a corner is now exposed with a thought of every day becoming shorter.

The chase is finally over and we see it’s not a race; we’re all running different ways but run into the same place.

Now we hug a little tighter, breathe a little deeper, love a little harder and fall a
little steeper.

Funny how you go from standing still into a leaper once you finally get a glance at the dark shadow of the reaper.

I just hope that my imaginary friends are all wrong because I still have words
written for this song.

Some are afraid that the calendar stops and the world ends, but my fear is that we’ll continue without making one change.
Leonardo Gonzalez


For the fighters

A story.
A man has a lot of choices. And these choices made in life are rarely perfect. So he decides to sign a contract. Because he wants to make a difference. He wants to save this world. Make it a better place.
The consequences are punishing. Unforgiving.
He questions why he ever signed the contract.
So what’s the fucking point? I guess the point’s responsibility of duty. Love of country. A way of life.
Are we on the right side of this? These aren’t our questions to ask.
I don’t fight for me. I fight for you who is on my side. So that you can have the opportunity to make a difference.
That is how we make the unforgiving, forgivable. And if we’re lucky, somewhere in all the fighting and dying, we discover hope. And those who killed and bled and died will always be with us. Their families will have to live with the unbearable demands of their ultimate sacrifice.
And those of us who make it home, we never really leave our brothers behind. We always remember. We are fighters.