Wrists

One cannot wash away pain

with visions of self-pity.

Yet when the gold rises,

The day is still dark.

How difficult it is

to look but not see.

Spend a lifetime

searching for something that is never there.

I do not place blame

on those who cannot find a reason.

I have been in their place,

still am, forever more.

I turn in my sleep

and remember the past.

The world, always grinning,

when my wrists were clean.

The future is blurred,

and you are not there.

I consider the reasons,

and remember I breathe alone.

Happy Birthday, Adam Young!

Hello, all!

Let's take this moment right now to acknowledge and celebrate this day, as it marks the birth of the incredible human being that is Adam Young.

Adam's music has and still does give me the perseverance and faith to get through difficult situations. He's been able to keep me going through the toughest of times and both he as a person and his music was what would inspire me to carry on. I can't even begin to explain how much I owe to this man for what he's been able to do for me, even though he probably doesn't even know he's done it.

I could go on for hours, but I'll keep this short and sweet (despite the fact he will probably never see this):

Happy twenty-sixth birthday, Adam Young! I hope you have a phenomenal day, because you really deserve it. Keep making music!

Sincerely,

Stephanie