My secret location

My secret location, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

Everything seems so different when you're not around

I will follow

I will follow, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

You, trying to keep the world together
roll on ahead and I'll follow as best I can
and we will both find that we waited
much too long to do anything, as it all fails

To the beach

To the beach, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

The world had become a place of stop and go,
but mainly stop, a series of constant distractions
and broken focus... causing you to forget to do

Open Doors

Open Doors, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

The only way to know what lies ahead
is to move forward and cross through
the doors of opportunity before us

Birth and Death

Birth and Death, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

Nothing wasted
nothing at all
it changes before us
from summer to fall
this circle of life
what once stood tall
nourishes what will be

Wreck and shadow

Wreck and shadow, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

You could go no further
You'd reached the end of your dreams
The days would now pass
into the shadows of memory

The fallen

The fallen, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

The possibilities are endless
if we dare to make them real
otherwise they're fallen dreams

Boo Boo Patches

Boo Boo Patches, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

Some things can't be fixed or put back together,
it's the nature of life... and a lesson we must all learn.

Facing the tempest

Facing the tempest, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

The horizon holds no promise
if you let dreams lay fallow

Waiting Room

Waiting Room, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

It's a waiting game
this life of running
in circles around
and around, it seems
never to get anywhere
never to fulfill our dreams

Measuring up

Measuring up, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

A fresh start, a shot at redemption
you've survived your transgressions
be strong and fight that temptation

My perfect world

My perfect world, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

Conjured up in imagination
a place of constant happiness
my perfect world
just you and me

Lurking

Lurking, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

We tell ourselves everything will be okay,
because that's what we want to hear

Monkey Business

Monkey Business, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

Money was the only thing left with a voice,
and it wasn't saying too much on our behalf

It was the voice of the powers that be,
the only thing listened to by those pulling the strings

How to end a day

How to end a day, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

Henry found a way to get back home... just follow the light.

Off they go

Off they go, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

A ball of fire hits the sea
and we walk away
together, you and me

Who me?

Who me?, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

What was it that I said?
Those promises of youth,
when we controlled the world,
and all our dreams would be true...
Was that really me?

Between the trees

Between the trees, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

Obstacles can be overcome with determination.

The shadow

The shadow, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

Beyond the reach of memory
these things that used to be
just like you and me

No one around

No one around, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

The world began to vanish
and what we shared was no more
nothing left to vanquish
nothing left to explore

Modern Times

Modern Times, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

Chasing false promises
stole our dreams and future
just a losing gamble it seems

Connections

Connections, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

Our flaw was that we chased money are power,
and much more that didn't mean a thing...
at the end of the day we couldn't save our souls

Please Hold

Please Hold, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

A life on hold
is a life unlived

Lost in the trees

Lost in the trees, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

We searched the forest
a regiment of troops with us
who fell like dominoes
one by one as the bullets flew

Opt for different

Opt for different, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

A past love gazes at you from a picture on the wall,
gone before you said the words she wanted to hear,
on lonely nights you fill ashtrays and listen for her call,
knowing she's gone, the past will become unclear,
and you'd forget her face if that picture wasn't there...
she wanted to opt for different and share love, that's all

Machine Love

Machine Love, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

In coded words we express ourselves,
sharing our hopes and dreams...
Perfect images of ourselves,
floating around in a world of machines...

Corruptifornia

Corruptifornia, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

Corruption eats at the soul
and betrays all in its path
a human flaw, a constant weakness
that must be overcome
our future depends on stopping it

Devalued

Devalued, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

We chased the green
until it faded away
and it took the real value
of life along with it

The valley below

The valley below, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

Heaven on earth
awaits those
who free their
minds...

Snap to

Snap to, a photo by Damian Gadal on Flickr.

Like images in the mind,
a visual recording of time