Byron Sweeney

"Who is going to tell my story when I'm gone,
I'll be long forgotten while the rest of the world moves on,
Nobody will remember my voice echoing through this place,
Because My hands can't move on these strings the same way.
Feels like yesterday but it was really so long ago,
I hear the changes of my life echoing in every note,
These words my way of searching for the things I need to say.
How many times I've tried to make all the broken things change.
Fear rules this world and holds us all prisoner,
Because people in general are not very good listeners.
So this story of my life you know won't write itself,
I've searched all my life for something that will not fail ,
The drugs don't work anymore to numb my insides,
And it's so hard to hide it all behind these cool blue eyes,
I've never been able to count on anyone to hold me up,
It's always been me alone searching for some kind of love.
I've wasted my time on all the lovers of themselves,
Unable to move on from terrible things I cannot tell.
Nobody knows the truth and I think nobody ever will,
And There are no words to explain how this makes me feel.
Don't look to hard at me because I can feel your stares,
Don't count on me to be all the answers to your prayers.
I'm bleeding from the past and it won't stop anytime soon,
I'm not receiving Hope but I know someday it will be due.
So I'll sit here and write it out and let you try to guess,
Or maybe you don't really care and you're just like all the rest. ..."

"I'm not staying, I know I've got to move.
I'm not falling behind because I'm doing what I choose.
I'm loving myself because it's the one thing I can't lose.
I'm pushing on, I know that I will succeed,.
And even if nobody else does I've learned I can believe in me.
I'm so much different now and it feels so good to finally breathe,.
Because I've spent to much of my life living with uncertainty.

Don't be afraid, life is what you create.
No time to waste, worrying about a past mistake.
You only have today, so don't think about what you can't change.
don't let anyone get in your way, don't give just anyone your day

If I'm not moving, then I'm not doing it right.
I've felt myself moving closer to the end of that tunnel of light
I grow older and wiser and I start to realize,
I'm the one in control of this path of mine.
It's Always been scary, it's always been kinda dark.
And for a long time it left a dark spot on my heart.
But I'm done chasing answers and I'm done feeling behind
I'm the one in control of my life......"

Byron Sweeney

Written January 19 2024

This couldn't be, all these things keep changing,
Why can't I see, the future looks beyond me,
Why can't we go slow, why we got to rush these sweet notes
I can't be the same, I gotta keep changing
I must keep up, even when I've had enough,
But I want to go slow to endure the words I've wrote

Life moves on, mistakes keep me changing,
The problems of the world on my shoulders,
I just want to go slow, so I've got time to hold her
And listen to these sweet notes

These sweet notes and letters that I've wrote,
Pouring out my heart to people to whom I've never spoke,
It sounds pretty easy but if you understand,
Sometimes the journey doesn't always make the perfect man,
But if I can just relax and take life a little slow
Sweet notes.

This shouldn't be, I've learned a little late,
This i can now see, the path lay right before me,
Why didn't I go slow, I'm missing those sweet notes
I must wake up, and say I've had enough,
I want to go slow, and read the words that I've wrote
I want to go slow and dance with her to those sweet notes..
Sweet notes.....

I want to move slow, and live a little once more,
I'm gonna move slow, that's what we are living here for.

"I've felt the rain,
Splashing on my face,
And I've seen many things,
That should never be embraced,
I've heard the cries,
And I've felt the same way,
I've seen it in their eyes,
And I can't seem to turn this page.

I've felt the pain,
I've felt the fear and it will never go away,
The loneliness I've gained,
Leaves me feeling like the end of the day.
Please tell me now Where are you,
I'm feeling my way in the dark,
And I'm So ready to choose,
But first I've got to find my heart.

I've been lonely before,
In a crowded room,
I said I would walk through that door,
But only if I knew it was really you,
Because I can't break again,
I've got to be true to what I know,
One day we will win,
I know this from deep within my soul

Because...
I've felt the pain,
I've felt the fear and it will never go away,
The loneliness I've gained,
Leaves me feeling like the end of the day.
Please tell me now Where are you,
I'm feeling my way in the dark,
And I'm So ready to choose,
I've got to find my heart.
Just Let me find my heart..."

"Tell me that you love me and it will never fade away,
That I mean something to you even more than you can say.
Hold me like I'm important and never let me go,
And if this isn't forever then I'm not sure I want to know.
Look in my eyes and see what you think I feel.
I'd give anything if my chance with you was real.
I know I'm not the smartest or the most good looking guy.
But with me there is so much more than what meets the eye.
I've been burned and betrayed by those I've loved before,
So it's harder to let people inside behind my hearts closed door.
I guess I'm not worth digging beyond the armor that I wear,
If I'm not super fast at falling then you really do not care.
Don't worry about me, I'm just looking to belong,
And the answers that I'm searching for maybe I've had all along."

" in a world made of a wish,
We long for that special kiss,
Imagined with perfect clarity of love,
But then you'll realize it's only a dream,
Because love hasn't been how it's supposed to seem.
Or maybe I'm still waiting for this.
That special moment when everything else, just for a second, becomes complete bliss.."

Byron Sweeney

"How do I tell you so it makes sense.
So that you can actually understand.
But I can't find the words to speak,
Because baby you make me feel so weak.

And I feel, I want to feel like what we have is real.
That it's real, that what we feel is the real deal.

How do i show you what you've been looking for,
Like you from this life I want so much more.
But I can't find the words to speak,
Because baby you make me so weak.

And I feel, I want to feel like what we have is real.
That it's real, that what we feel is the real deal

Can't you see you're not different than me.
We are both living life lonely.
Maybe, we could see
Maybe we should see...."

Byron Sweeney 2024