Friday, September 4, 2015

Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Vacation

There is so much complexity to my pain

Why won’t you let me love you babe?

I used to not know where you’d go

Now I don’t even know where you are

I check the little light in my pocket a thousand times a day

No matter the time, it does not show the way

All I see are snapshots of others or a quick word with friends

You took me away to a place I thought I’d never be

It was like a vacation by your side

Now my days are spent convincing myself that in the night I never cried

So I sit and wonder why

I was still falling in love when you said goodbye.

Tuesday, July 7, 2015

A Single Freckle

I hold on to the good days because I've seen they don't stick around forever. There may be dark days but I've seen love light them up. A taste of passion brings a spark of love. Whether to ignite or to smolder is the decision to be made. Timidness lingers on every action, but chances must be made and leaps taken. When I feel I've started to fall I just reach out and hold onto something real. But right back up I get and right back out I go. Because we all know theres more fish in this vast sea, so whats the difference with you and me? I'll tell you what and I'll tell you why. Remember the look in my eyes that took me far away, shakes me to this day. I'll send a picture of myself from a beach you left behind. You'll send me funny face and Ill smile and laugh. Is this love or something else? Please tell me you have an idea because I'm lost. This warm sun and this cool breeze keep me sane. But if you don't come back I can only foresee some kind of eternal rain. I'll be whatever you need me to be. Just know you're everything I want. I wouldn't change a trait, a thought, or a single freckle.

Sunday, July 5, 2015

Words Are Wind

Words are wind my darling, when you're feeling all alone.
Show you're mine my love, but I need you to do it on your own.



*My heart hurts.
I check the little light in my pocket for you a thousands times a day. But all I get are snapshots of others or a quick word with friends. I don't know where you went but please.
Come home.*

I Fell For You

A leap into, a love with you
We shared a passion, shared a bed
It fucked with my mind, went to my head
I tried to hide it, tried to stop
But as it went, I just could not
Soon enough, and you were gone
I’m still here, what went wrong?
Foolhardy heart, that much I know
Time apart, so we can grow
I fell for you, I should’ve known
I fell for you, I should’ve flown
Now all I want, is to leave here
What I want, it’s not that clear
What the future holds, for you and I
I can’t understand, but I can try
If you’re by my side, I cannot see
What’s going on, with you and me
I’m blinded by you, sight not right
But what I see, I call my light
My love dies, before it’s time
Pushed out and left, before it’s prime
But I won’t do it, I won’t exchange

I have yet, to turn our page.

Monday, June 29, 2015

When ceilings become floors

When ceilings become floors

They do not crash down as one would be subject to expect
Don’t be so blue
Limits are set by ourselves
That ground that you stand on
You can always push back up from it
The ceiling you stare up at
Is it a star speckled endless sky
Or just the glitter in the popcorn your grandparents found so fashionable?
Are you that bird that leaves an imprint of itself on paned glass?
Or did you aim true for the open air,
Not fooled by magician’s tricks?
We all have our rooms we are confined to
Our lives sprout upwards as living towers
Each landing, a room seen as a moment of our lives
There are no elevators, there are no stairs
Yet you must continue.
Will your once floor rise?
Crashing through what you once thought was your ceiling?
Propelling your own personal scraper, skyward
There is no top floor, no penthouse, no roof
But every so often, a window

And my god what a view.
Your Little House by the Bay

A Lopez is born to travel

We rise each day a bit more stubborn to unravel

We’ve gone through thick and thin

Finding life’s jewels and gems, no matter where we’ve been

We make a home in every motor and valley

Showing our love to every bowling alley

My Papa must have been the muse for such existence

A new place each day, the same love each morning, with only his consistence

You laid the foundation for the happiest place on earth and I’m ok with that cliché

Because you showed us all the rainbow and not the shades of grey

But I know there are some journeys that we cannot partake

Even through every protest that each of our hearts might make

I know you were off like a herd a turtles

But I wouldn’t put faith in any other man to overcome hurdles

So now the valley is truly silent

This world is far less vibrant

I hope that you’ve found your way

To your little house by the bay



Alan Lopez 8-28-14

Thursday, May 21, 2015

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

The Greatest Trick the Devil Ever Played

There was no pearly gate.

The only reason I knew I was in a cave was because I had just passed the entrance. The rock wall rose behind me with no ceiling in sight.

I knew this was it, this was what religion talked about, what man feared .. I had just entered the gate to hell.

I felt the presence of the cave as if it was a living, breathing creature. The stench of rotten flesh overwhelmed me.

Then there was the voice, it came from inside and all around.

"Welcome"

"Who are you?", I asked, trying to keep my composure.

"You know", the thing answered.

I did know.

"You are the devil", I stuttered, quickly losing my composure. "Why me? I've lived as good as I could".

The silence took over the space as my words died out. It seemed like an hour went by before the response came.

"What did you expect?"

The voice was penetrating but patient.

"I don't know .. I never believed any of this", I uttered "Is that why I am here?"

Silence.

I continued: "They say the greatest trick you ever pulled was convincing the world you don't exist"

"No, the greatest trick I ever pulled was convincing the world that there is an alternative"

"There is no God?" I shivered.

The cave trembled with the words: 

"I am God"