Hungry?


Tell me more, tell me less
Hold it back, as you transgress
fear no boundaries as you move through life
Take no names as you run and hide
Tell me more, tell me less


Sit and wonder and store it away
Perhaps to smother a burning shame
to coincide with the hate
maybe to find someone to blame
Tell me more, tell me less


As the thoughts of the past storm right through
as time ticks away, so do you
Oh to thine own self be true
You do,... I do, what’s to lose?
tell me more, tell me less


Inching away from darker ways
Sublimely living as a rock
Only to find that’s life decays
As you watch the clock...tick ...tock
Tell me more, tell me less


Without dark there can be no light
waiting for a spark to be lit
without wrong there is no right
without smote there is no smite
Tell me more, tell me less


As the dark approaches you do have a choice
Remove it and lose it, or behold it and rejoice
Deny myself the darkness is easy and so fun
Or do I grab my shoes and book and run, run, run!!!

Do I meet it at the door, and wish well a life
Do I resent it, and tell it so twice
Do I hug it and pray that it sees the light
Do I shun it and let it go alone into the night?


Easier said than done my friend
when it comes in disguise
when it smiles and taunts you
and takes you by its side


And then, well let’s just say
a small voice, from deep down inside
tells you your truth, now your eyes open wide
Again this voice this feeling, it will not let you flee
This cramp in your stomach that stings like a bee


Lo and behold the change of your mind
knowing that in darkness you are truly blind
No plants that grow in darkness will suffice
They leave you hungry as time goes by


Your stomach yearns for something
Something that can fill
Something to beat a hunger pang
that no food can heal


Eat and drink the bread of life
Share it with all and know
That when the darkness bears no fruit
On hungry and weak you go

Lost But Not Forgotten


Are boys born boys...
Are girls born girls...
Or is there an in between
A hole in which our souls can only read
I know this is so...
For I am near this hole
And I see others here too
We are not alone
They spread around the circumference of the hole
Like pedals surrounding the center tip of a flower
Something so beautiful that the angels would sing of its appearance


Are boys born boys...
Are girls born girls...
My heart is broken
But my soul holds true
I see not the person in front...
The person behind
The person above
Or the person below
I see only the people beside me
For they are the world


Are boys born boys...
Are girls born girls...
Or is there another
Is it a choice
Or is it destiny
Are we meant to open eyes
Or be used to close them


Are boys born boys...
Are girls born girls...
My soul is breaking
My heart is broken
But my mind holds true
I am falling behind
I can't keep up


Are boys born boys...
Are girls born girls...
Its a mystery my mind continues to chew
On one side the religious
The other side the humorous


Are boys born boys...
Are girls born girls...
My soul is dying
My heart has turn to dust
And my mind is obsolete...
So what is left...
A hand reaches out
I see not a face
But I take that hand into mine
And I am back with the crowd


Are boys born boys...
Are girls born girls...
Or is there an in between
I do not know...
But if you ask me...
I will answer with six words only...
I... am... an... Example... of... it...

My Love
Love Is Poison
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you put me through so much pain
even though you don’t notice it
you play around with the other girls
and it makes me want to kill them
I would never think of killing you
only people who get in between my love for you
so why do you flirt with people right in front of me
why do you put me through so much pain
is it because you are afraid to open up and let your feelings out
or is it because you have no feelings for me and you never will


don’t you notice that she is just a whore
she is only flirting with you because she knows I want you
and she doesn’t want me to have you
if I have to fight for your love I will
I love you and that is all that matters
I will kill her if she gets in the way of that
she is dead to me
the difference between me and her
is that I love you
she doesn’t


I will fight for your love
and continue fighting
you are the only thing I desire
I desire you more than the will to live
my heart knows what it wants and it wants you
I won’t stop till I have you
I am yours for eternity
I will always be yours


so why don’t you want me?
Why do you continue to push me away?
Why do you act like I’m not there?
Do you love me?
Do you hate me?


Why won’t you answer those questions?


is it because even you don’t know your real feelings
well I wish you did, cause then I would now if you felt the same way as me

Look for Me

Look for me wandering
Tween grain and grist
Look for harkening
Ere any cry
Seek for me slumbering
‘Twixt earth and sky


Hush now and wander ye
Oceans to sail
Go now and gather ye
Gold leaf and grail
Know now the mystery
All in between
Find now the treasury
Silent unseen


May ye go wandering
‘Tween dark and light
May ye go hurtling
Higher than height
May ye go rambling
Far as ye can
Lo, to find everything
Where ye began


Hush no and slumber ye
Never a fear
Always I’ll cradle ye,
Ever so near
Travel the endless trail
Far may ye roam
Always I’ll welcome ye
Ever you home

Blinded

The pain racing
Burning underneath my skin
Streaming down my heart


The deep bliss in my eyes
As your voice fades
Memorable and tainted
By my fear to lose you


Your touch on my face
Lips pressed to mine
In impervious care


Tearing away
Ripping through my chest
In mournful regret
It burns my soul


Becoming to hold on
With the last fine threads
That still twine through my finger tips

THE LOVERS

The shining silver knight,
Raises his golden goblet to the fair maiden,
Who waits in her tower,
Her auburn hair spilling down the turrets,
As ivy decorates her hair,
Days spent along the water’s edge,
Laughing gleefully,
Gazing at each other,
Enraptured in the other's gaze,
Conversing at great length,
Basking in true love,
Motionless she waits for his return,
'Please, my enchanting angel, wait',
His eyes plead at her,
Draw her in,
Allow her to see his heavy heart,
To hear the hollow sorrow,
He heads off to battle,
And still she waits,
Counting all the days till his return,
Her food is brought to her,
And she is bathed where she is poised,
The ivy snakes its way up her body,
Encircling her waist,
Clutching at her neck,
Slowly over time it tightens,
Taking her delicate life,
He returns to find the shell of her,
Draped in an ivy dress,
Her skull looking out before her,
His heart breaks at the thought,
Of her waiting for his return,
Never once moving,
He hacks at his heart,
As a crimson river flows from his chest,
His hair has grayed,
And when he has almost dug his heart out,
He clutches his beloved tight to him,
'I will be with you soon, my angel',
He whispers,
The light fades from his eyes,
And a smile plays at the corners of his mouth,
As he is released in to his love's embrace,
Her pale translucent form greets him with a smile,
He grins back,
They fade away like mist,
And sunshine illuminates the lovers,
Together forever.

BROKEN ANGEL

Cast your spell on me,
Let my wings emerge,
New and untattered,
Beating freely from my sides,
So you see an angel,
Newly formed and created,
And not the tattered soul you glimpse,
Who loses tears and sleep,
Over the unprotected ones,
Who she cannot save,
Yet who cry bitterly,
As sorrows mount higher,
And brief moments of happiness still their hearts,
And muffle the weakened cries.


LITTLE ANGEL

Fall slowly little angel,
Let your worries speed away,
Understand little angel,
The world needs your help today,

Lift it up,
See the smiles,
The jaded looks,
And the questioning jibes,

Don't let them fade,
Let them soar, forever,

In wisdom you stand,
Waiting, Anticipating,
Knowing this life,
Knowing everything will be alright,

Let the world tumble,
Let your heart stumble,
As you scramble for a hold,
Then let go,

You will be safe,
Never fear,
I'm here,

Don't be afraid,
I'll stay with you,
If you fall,
I'll catch you,
When you need a hand,
I'll lift you up,

Don't fret,
Don't regret,
Don't forget,
To love,

Even in the darkest places,
Sow your light,
Bring about wonder and delight,

Heal the wounds that haunt them daily,
And soon they won't be complaining.

See the love embedded,
Let it stay,
See the hearts forever,
in the rain,

Let them feel their pain,
or they'll never feel again,

Show respect.
See the world through their eyes,
Tumble and fall but don't you cry,
I'll whisk your tears away,
And save them for a rainy day,

I'll keep your heart from breaking,
Mend the hurt even though it's aching,
I'll protect you with my last breath,
Because my darling it is not your time yet,

Little angel,
Open your eyes,
Sow the love that you hold inside,

Teach them right from wrong,
Show them that their not alone,
Fan their hopes in their hearts,
Let them spark,

Show them your love,
Teach them the grace of the world,
And comfort them forever more,

Through this,
I'll be by your side,
Letting you cry out the hurt inside,

Darling dear,
Little angel,
Free your soul,
Let your wings fly open,
And carry their souls,

Let your heart flood with light,
And give them delight,
For the day,
Everything will be okay,

Let them play,
In the stars,
For the day,
Let the glowing orbs,
Light their way,

Send their hurt away,
To a place that lets them be okay,

Little Angel,
Let me see the heart you hide,
And the worries that lie buried inside,

Tell me,
Show me,
How to adore thee,
Little Angel,

I'll take you,
I won't break you,
I'll carry your worries,
Make sure there's nothing to fear,

I'll show you why,
I'll show you so you don't have to cry,
I'll be your shield,
Your protector, your friend,
Until the world ends,

Soar,
Fly,
Carry your words high,

Cry,
Scream.
Don't let the world be so mean,

Know,
Hope,
Understand you can always cope,

Darling dear,
Little angel I am here

Here as bright as the stars,
As bright as the moon,
Just for you,

Little Angel,
Know me now,
Know my wisdom,
Know my wish,

The wish to keep,
To make you safe,
To ease your worries,
Seek the day,
Know your pain will slowly fade,

Heed the calls,
Hear the cries,
Don't listen to the lonely nights,
Don't forget I'm here and near,

By my side,
Known to see,
Keep your golden heart,
Shine it brightly,
Know the world,
Cares fall away,

Heart to heart,
Mind to mind,
I know you,
You are mine to find,

Mine to protect,
Mine to save,
You are my angelic babe,

You hold your heart,
In my hand,
You see me stronger than I am,

For you my dear,
I'd risk my life,
To give you comfort and a good life,

My wish for you forever more,
Is to spread your wings,
Learn all things,
Nourish your wishes,

I'll love you forever,
I'll always be there,
My little angel,
My sweet, sweet child.


GUARDIAN ANGEL

Not here, not now,
this heart within my breast,
I wish there was another test.
Find the light that darkness hides,
Forever let your soul take flight,
As weak of young yet sure of heart,
Every ending has a start,
Relishing the cool soft wind,
As hope remains,
Bound by chains of sorrow, hate and rage,
Expected to change,
You remain behind,
Easing painful thoughts from their minds,
You try and find your own truth,
Something you can cling to with all your might,
As misery loses sight of anything surrounding you,
Leaving you to live.

Why'd he leave me?
Where'd he go?
Why'd he leave all alone?
I didn’t know how much I needed him or what it would be like if he were ever gone.
I just always thought that he'd be by my side.
Telling me all the things that I have done wrong.
Showing me how to do things the right way or what it is I have to say.
Didn’t know I’d feel this way when I no longer felt his touch.
Or felt him watching when I had too much.
Or that I needed him to tell me when I’ve had it all.
I've known him all my life and I didn’t know how hard I’d fall.
Once he left me to handle it all.
He left me here with no plan I sight without knowing if I could live through tonight.
I just don’t know how to live without him I never had him leave before.
He always came with me thought every door.
So can you help me find him please I’ll ask you on bended knees.
Do you think he's down in hell looking up at me?
Waiting for me to yell to him to come back up.
But no if he were in hell we would surely meet.
For it can’t be that big a place so we would surely see each other everywhere we go.
No we're not in hell it just feels that way because another day has gone away and the suffering has come to stay.
The earth as beautiful and so round laughs as we hit the ground.
We wipe the blood on the grass as we get up off our ass.
The shadows of the things we suffered stay with us as hunting as a ghost.
They follow us as we suffer through our days so full of pain that we can’t even bear the blame.
The earth seems to think that it’s amusing to watch us sink into the pits of misery that we know so well.
It thinks that it amusing to see us cry when we watch more people die.
To see how we go through life with no guide at all and slamming us harder against the wall.
No we're not in hell it just feels that way.
It feels like we'll never see the day. Like the black clouds will never go away.
But we are still alive for we can still breathe and thought it’s hard we try to make the best of things.
But how can I live another day without him there to tell me what to do. Im lost so help me find him. Could you please just hurry up?
I think I lost my mind cuz this world is so fucked up but a cant loss him to cuz that’s would be too much.
I lost my mind. So it’s harder for me to unwind and find the time to him. You would feel it too if you just meet him. I need him here just to know the time. I am out my mind right because I can’t remember what I did last night. I think I had a fight with him. That has to be why he decided to leave me.
I have nothing left no mind, no him, no anything.
Not that I know much about sanity or mental health but me crazier just won’t help. We just have to find him don’t you see I’ll end up hurting me. He's the one that watched me thought it all who pick me up no matter how hard I’d fall. He has to be here somewhere wait there he is at the bridge cant you see him. No that’s not him it’s just me. Why cant I see him I know he's here maybe if I jump he'll appear.
Wait I think I found him.
Yes he's here inside my head.
He told me not to jump because then we'll both be dead.
He told me it’s ok that he will never go away.
That he is always going to be here to tell me the time of day.
Hey where are you going don’t run away. Come meet him and look into his eyes thought if you look real close you'll be surpised. You'll realize it time that his eyes are also mine.
Well I told you I was out my mind.
So if you would be so kind as to tell me the time.
We really should get going I’m sure they found his body it was just under my bed. My head cleared up but he was already dead I killed him you see because he wanted to leave he. I couldn't have that could I imagine me without a guy to tell me the time. Then I’d really loss my mind.

LIFE


The tendrils of fate,
Push and pull at the people,
Making sure that they live,
Saving some and corrupting others,
Understanding brief moments,
Yet some of that understanding fades,
Letting hope shine brightly,
Even for the most corrupted,
There is a sliver of redemption,
Ready to set the balance right,
Each side controls their people,
Some people see-saw back and forth in their belief,
Thinking they belong in neither world,
Too pure in some areas,
Yet too tainted in others,
Each person carries their own hurts,
Broken pieces of themselves,
That never seem to heal,
Yet they still accept that they can do good,
That each smile and laugh helps,
That each random act of kindness brightens the darkness of the world,
Letting the good gain,
Letting the darkness shrink back into the shadows,
Afraid of the piercing light,
We are all both light and dark,
Co-existing and parrelleling,
Both everything and nothing in an instant,
And the vast knowledge stored in that understanding could stagger us,
So instead we live each day with purpose,
And reflect briefly,
Living in the moment.

LIFE LINE

The jagged lines,
Fall swiftly away,
Beckoning newer, surer lines to follow,
As tender hearts stop the pit from gaping,
Heed the swallowed remarks,
Know the bitter comfort,
Taste the hungry defeat,
The meager desire,
That chokes life,
Sends it sprawling,
Weaving a tapestry of happiness,
All you shall sow is that,
Unmarked by age, space or time,
Only meekly hanging on,
Awaiting a single tear to fall,
Splintering the greatness.

THE LULLABY

The night whispers softly,
As the wind trills,
And the trees sway,
Letting the soothing lullaby take hold,
That solid rhythm echoing,
As chimes spin round and round,
To the silent beat of a faraway drum,
And the night goes still,
One single note sounds,
Beckoning the lullaby to return,
To rock the earth back to sleep,
To send it back to dreams,
To a place when harmony was life,
And peace meant the world,
When comrades became friends,
And friends were brothers,
And the merry dance of life existed,
As the people twirled like puppets on the dance floor,
Whispers echoing in the darkness,
Telling a somber tale long forgotten,
Of battles won and lost,
Of deeds done and forgotten,
Still the wind whispers,
Sending silent hope into new life,
Seeing the world awaken,
The lullaby ends,
The earth quiets,
Readying for the new loud day,
When new inventions steal the sounds,
And overwhelm the lullaby,
Forever it sounds,
Never forgotten.


LINGERING LULLABY

The gentle caress of the wind,
Calms the wild souls,
And charms the quiet ones to silence,
As eager eyes look on,
At the quietly sleeping world,
Knowing that only briefly will the lullaby exist,
Letting the girl hold her dreams,
With a new found hope,
And a desire that burns even the darkest night.

SHACKLED

Her throat raw and unforgiving,
From shrieking to the oustide world,
Claws raked along her thin, brittle neck,
To still those cries,
Cries buried in the damp, dank cell,
That hold her hollow, motionless bones,
Curled up in a corner,
As tears rain from her eyes,
The charred and torn remnants of her wings,
Lie in heaps on the cellar floor,
The bloody stubs on her back oozing welcome pain,
As the silvery shackles break her slender bones,
'Now my pretty songbird. Sing' her captor commands,
Her chapped, cut lips open,
And she tries with all her might,
'Pity. You're scrap now'
Her silvery hair clings weakly to her scalp,
Trying to cascade down her back,
To echo the glorious beauty she lost,
Her luminous crystaline eyes have faded,
No luster illuminates their depths,
She clings to the bitter comfort tomorrow holds,
She pleads for her wings to be restored,
And her broken bones mended,
So she can flee her barred chamber,
And smile,
Oh how she wishes she could remember how,
Yet she patiently waits,
For her uncertain death.


THE MADAME

The Madame sits,
Perched on the edge of her seat,
Sipping her tea through pursed lips,
Her gaunt face packed with dabs of blush,
The cherry red of her lipstick expertly painted,
Her eye lashes extended and drawn,
The pale silk of her dress cascading in ripples to the floor,
As her lover looks at her longingly,
'What a pretty thing she was', he says,
Only for the need of saying it,
Her head cocks waiting for another,
'Any soul would love to have you, my dear'
She remembers him saying,
But now a tear slides stubbornly from her eye,
'Now, now my pretty don't fret' he says,
Her eyes plead at him,
Stubbornly he looks away,
Defying her,
He makes sure she has tea but nothing more,
He revels in her misery,
Making the shackles beneath her dress dig in,
Cutting little ribbons in to her ankles.

Waves

The waves crash abroad
Thunderous shower of sound
The sand shifted at her feet
The wind tangle her ravenous hair
Her tears adding to the sea's
Those eyes of green
Waiting for the world to reside
Till her death she waits

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Fallen

Angels fly high in the air
Carefree and holy
Devils whither in pain
Agonized for their damnation
In the pits of hell
We souls are undecided, unaware
That both sides wish to claim us
Those that fall seem to be damned
But those that are winged join the chorus above
So what are you frighten of little one?
That your fate can be either one?

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The Others

The others were cold and skilled
they laughed my problems
they jested at my looks
they seemed cruel, heartless, and degrading
But in the end they are alone and ashamed

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A Wait to Die for:

I lie alone in darkness,
Blanketed in black,
And not a sound escapes me,
as I hold my red tears back.

And though it makes no difference,
I quickly shut my eyes,
As if the nights face,
Might see inside them, lies.

My tales told like stories,
With smiles, friends and love,
While in truth I'm dying,
Seeing dirt, but naught above.

I scream for help in silence,
praying for an end,
Imagining the day,
when I no longer must pretend.

And I suffer every moment,
waiting with faithless breath,
for another night to end,
And this time bring sweet death.

But my refuge never comes,
and days creep slowly by,
each time seeming longer,
while I simply wait to die.

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Monster:

She thought she could escape it,
The dark's vicious hand,
Thought that if she hid,
Stayed locked up in her dreamland,
Maybe it would leave her,
And just let her be a child,
And then she'd be like them;
Happy, reckless, wild...

But of course it never went,
It hovered always there,
Destroying her tiny body,
And ripping her lovely hair,
Slowly taking all she had,
Until she could give no more,
Unable to even cry,
Although she felt so sore.

And nobody ever helped her,
or saved her from her hell,
not even her own Mummy,
Who often heard her yell.
So nothing ever changed,
until the day she died,
with a knife lying beside her,
And Daddy, on the other side.

Enter my Mind


Don't be scared, don't be anxious.
Everything will be okay.

Come with me. And you'll see.
'nother world ready to be free.

Come with me.
Come with me.
Come and enter my mind.
Come with me.
And you'll see.
Things that make grown men to cry.

Laugh with me.
Dance with me.
Dance around the flaming blades.

Walk with me.
Walk with Glee.
Through the woods of hanging trees.

See the river flow.
With the blood of foes.

See the dark sun shine.
Watch the mouthless dine.

Come with me.
Come with me.
Come with me and enter my mind.
Come with me.
Come with me.
Come with me, what will we find?

Play with broken bones.
Dress in dripping flesh.
Do what other's won't.
It cures all my stress.

Drink the wine.
From the spine.
Eat the bread.
From the dead.
Sleep away.
On a grave.
This is my world, and your invited.

Come with me.
Enter my mind.
Come with me.
And see through my eyes.
Come with me.
Enter my mind.
Come with me.
And watch your soul die.
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Time


The sands of time are rarely whimsical, it's said;
The hourglass of ages showing all that's left ahead.
Days can seem like years, and a century a day-
But whether slow or quick, they still refuse to stay.
You can beg, and you can plead; it matters not at all
For, ignoring all your cries, the sand will always fall.

O’ Ideal, O’ Ideal
You are grand
You’re perfected plan
But what of that black spot I see?
That darkness on your documents I see?
Nothing of course!
Nothing at all
Continue to grow
Continue to build your halls

O’ Ideal, O’ Ideal
You have grown indeed
Your plans have been seen
You are becoming magnificent indefinitely
But what of that smudge?
That large black smudge?
Nothing of course!
Nothing at all
Continue to grow
Continue to build your halls

O’ Ideal, O’ Ideal
You are grander than grand
Your words are of this nation
Your commands are the laws
But what is this black spill?
That monstrous black puddle
Nothing of course…?
I see….nothing to fear
Continue to grow
Continue to build here

O’ Ideal, O’ Ideal
Your plains are ruined!
Your splendor wasted!
The words you had, now full lies
Your true meaning forgotten and left behind
Your true purpose now is dead
That black abyss is cause of its death
You denied and denied it was nothing to fear
When it was small and near
So it continued to grow and spew hateful things into you
And now…it has ruined you

Now corruption be your goal
Evil is your meaningful words
And greed is what your spirit desires for

O’ Ideal, O’ Ideal
What now of your forgotten plans?
Those old grand plans…
What of those golden meaningful words?
Are they lost, are they gone?
Will they never be remembered?
O’ Ideal… I won’t forget you….

This world is cold

The life in it moves aimlessly around

Faces are a blurring line

Bodies are of nothing

Spirits are hollow

People try to fill the hollow with many things

They try to fill it with pride and glory

They try to fill it with love and compassion

And they try to fill it with joy and pleasure

But in this world those are just meaningless things

They serve the purpose of filling

Nothing more and nothing less

They run across souls like water on a surface

Always changing

Always fading

Being a hollow figure in the scene that never dies

Only moving through the life it has that is meaningless

Nothing is forever

Nothing in this world is clear

It is a smug of shades of shapes and colors

It fades from the colors to the shadows

Never ceasing to a certain degree

Of want and need

It is from the bright light to the gloomy dark

That only those that have lived in the dark

Stayed in the dark

And never wish to see the light once more

Have known what this world means

And forever more

It means nothing

It has nothing


It is nothing

Beauty is the soles we see
Everyday there are new ones to meet
Some are large and some are tall
Some are short and some are small

Some flips flops sounds
Upon the flat ground
Some clink and clank
All around like coins in a bank

Some stand high from the ground
Shining and sparking across the town
Were others are low and stern
Showing power to all who turn

Everywhere far as the eye can see
Are the dazing wonders in the sole sea
Coming in variety of shades of color
Glamorous, hideous, bold arrays
Clothed wooden leather would fade

But when all come down to one final toll
That is the of beauty of bare sole
Untouched and innocent
Clean and smooth
Rough and all natural
This beauty is the eye of beholder
It is the eye on the sole


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Sea Beauty is all around me
It is in very stroke
Of the great blue sea
Green shimmers of light
Rippling an Foam ripples through
Foam birthing from change
Splashes and crashes against the boat
Like a swan in the middle of a lake
I close my eyes
And listen here
To this rushing moving current
Sea beauty as its here

Don't Look At Me

All there is, is darkness
whether it be good or bad
In darkness there is life
And life to be had
There is no red
There is no blue
All there is, is me and you
You can not see me you can not know
Of the life that wants to show
But in this darkness or in this void
You can get to know me for me And allow it to show
For it isn't the sound we make Or the body we own
It is the mind and the mind alone
Who we are and what we are can not be described by shape or form
For who we are and what we are is as magical as being born
So don't try to see me with your eyes
And try not to listen to my voice
But try to understand what I wish to say

The Question that Burns

Many have asked the questions that burn every mind
like the coals on a fire, coals that would burst into flame
at the sight of the answer that which it seeks
only to die before it is soon to be reached.
Like the coals, the mind does yet burn
looking for the answer that it wishes to earn.

To Fly

To fly through the sky
See with my own eye
What this world could be
In this strange reality
Where somethings are perfected
While other things are not
From eyes on the outside
And mind long forgot

To fly through the sky
See with my own eye
The land so calm
But the world so gray
Making me wish I could see the day

To fly through the sky
See with my own eye
Where we come from
And where we are

To fly through the sky
See with my own eye

Everlasting Rose

Why can I not gaze upon the beauty of this rose?
The bright light of heaven regards them
For it blesses them,
But I am forced to invert from it,
Never to gaze upon it
I cannot see its wondrous petals or smell its loveliness
I can never feel its silky touch nor taste its sweet remedies
Why?
Why must I scrutiny my senses to the earth
Where the weeds and flowers of dandelions grow?
They are so flimsy and weak,
So fleeing and ugly in late bloom,
Never remaining in my eyes
These are no eternal roses,
Those roses that seem everlasting and hardy
Seemingly fruitful in smell and lovely to touch,
Seemingly fair in all means to the senses
And even with the bloom faded,
And the youth waned
They seem even more beauteous than ever,
They stand tall and together
So why am I denied such lovely sights to behold?
Why must I flee to the shade, for eyes water and fade in the sight
They are denied and given blight
They found from the blistering glare those others ,
And taunted with cruel airs from supposed brothers
No sisters would give such hateful stares,
Nor any mothers such indigent airs
I long to finally gaze and hold these roses,
For they seem so close and charming to behold
But in the end I’m denied and forever alone,
Casted away to breathe fleeing dandelions,
To search though choking waters
Those lions have no perfumed air or pretty petals,
They are callous, cruel, and evil as the blistering stares,
They will never seems lovely and as lasting,
As where these lovely roses
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Fleeing Blooms

Even if to too few
Fragile flowers seem so beautiful in bloom,
They seem wonderful and invigorating
But to many, they don’t care

Even if to too few
These are too fleeing,
Too restless to stay and remain meaningful
But to many, they don’t care

Even if to too few
They wither and die with no time on their side,
Keeping with their shallow roots
But to many, they don’t care

Even if to too few
They causes the eye to lose its favor
They cause care to wean away
But to many, they don’t care

Even if to too few
When there seems to be no fancy left,
They are tossed aside,
Not gazed at, not looked for
It’s saddling state to too few
But to many, they don’t care

Even if to too few
That had care remained behind,
The bloom was important,
It had meaning to its care
But to many, they don’t care

Even if to too few
It seems to be a dead bloom
It is a bloom that will remembered,
But to many, they don’t care
Even if to too few do

Oh the narrow path is broken, and it’s extremely bent
it winds for miles and miles
not many travel it.
The path has been dug out, by waters passing through
the grass is very tall now, but the sky is forever blue.
Traveling can be lonely, and seem to bring you down
the only remnants of life, are ants upon the ground.
I have always wondered why more don’t go this way
it just seems so safe, and danger's far away.
The other path I traveled, had many walking it
I walked it to for a while, till I saw that it split
one person on the path, explained into me well.
"No one goes that way" they said "Some have tried and failed."
"You mean they never return" I asked, my mouth open wide
"I do not know." he said "No one was by his side."
Just then I heard a voice, very sweet and kind.
"Do not fear the path" he said "Let me ease your mind"
"He speaks of me." "I was the one who didn’t return
it was my destiny."
"Did you hear that." I asked the guy
"What" he asked with a sigh
as he kept walking, I heard the voice again
"Do not fear my child, for I am your friend."
I looked behind me, and to my surprise
there stood an angel, of enormous size
His light was so bright my eyes began to hurt
everything looked white, even the dirt!
There was no one else around us, as he took my hand
and told me about the story of the footprints in the sand.
After he had spoken his very last word, I could hear the beautiful cry of bird.
A dove! It was a dove! Oh how my heart was filled with love.
The warmest sensation then flooded through my chest.
And then I shouted "The narrow path is certainly the best!"

I will tell you a spinner's tale
How my heart is a plums pit
How my love is now stale
When I was young my true love had appeared
We laughed we loved
We held each other dear

But not before long
He was gone
And I was left with tears

It was me the reason he left
For in the end all he did was wept
I had but almost all deadly sins
A dimmed wit and lack of sense
I was nothing but pain and disappointing to him

So with my blessing he found another
And there we were done
No more chances or words for each other
Years go by
She was the one for him
Thought he come back

What foolish slack
He wedded and never looked back
And now I lay
Alone and dazed
For the love is gone
My heart bled till all was gone

The last drop was for the tears
I shed over my last pet of the years
Now I sit in this grey house of mine
Alone with misery memories
For company is not allowed
No sing bows with piercing feelings

This heart is dead
No life to be found
It won’t grow, beat, or allow
Any chance for new toil
For I gave that for his new foals
And since the price I paid
In my prayers I had laid
I will remain with this ending
For he is at least happy
the end

Do you know a life of loneliness and one filled with pain
living a life with nothing to gain. Surrounded by darkness
Overwhelmed with shame. A life without peace with no one to blame.

Do you know of a place unseen, a place that holds only shattered dreams, A place filled with sorrow with no end to gleam, and I seemed to be given this for the shadow of nights.

Do you know of a place so cold, this is the place I call my soul. A place without hope or comforting dreams, a life not worth living wouldn't it seem

Do you know of a life, that should have never been, and the feeling that today, this life has to end. For this life should have been one, one would dream, one that would bear fruit, one that make you sing. But instead, one more day of sadness is much too hard to bare, I am tired of living a life of heart ache and despair.

Do you know a person with so much pain inside, or the feeling of loneliness when no one hears your cries, or maybe when the tears are gone, and I can clearly see through this hole in my heart, the only question left to be..
do you know the me that speaks here?

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Rivers of blue iris a flowing
Straw and fields of wheat a blowing
Strawberry tarts thrown to the ground
Ground to the dust that is found

This white hot pain a flashing
Like lightning and thunder a crashing
Clenching so tightly a attack a brewing
Feelings of stillness should be valid
But the constant red lava is brightly lit
The marrow still breaths life to it
Nets of signals are on fire
World to them seems to blaring
RETIRE.


Curled for comfort
Things in a haze
Scream for prayers
That it will end
That denial of what is repeating
Inside the bowl of pudding
Was twisted lies of burning eyes
No light, no delights are in those eyes
The hopes and dreams died inside
The walls are crumbling
The darkness is growing
And that lies
Is what that hides
In the remains of a broken heart.

The pain it grows untamed and never halting its path.
Many are left quite maimed, desiring to cleanse the shames unfailing wrath.
Trees left knotted, twisted and decaying with sap of ruby red.
Having tasty fruit of jet black, rotting but so sweet to taste.
Leaving the mouth full of bile and heart full of dread.
One bite is euphoric and foreboding breeding ignorance.
We live among this false bliss, the heart bleeds as it thrives.
The blind and weak water these savages and wild trees with the very putrid water from their eyes so that fruit may blossom and survive.
Far from this forest of decay on a hill covered in daisies, rest a might tree that produced not many flowers nor fruit to prosper.
This tree grows strong with its white trunk and fruit of ominous milk, white that taste really bitter while a wise wounded book keeper rests.
Unlike the blind his eyes have come back to life and heart no longer bleeding, but forever scarred through this he has a deeper understanding and fondness for the world that is a life not anymore bound to the weeds, thorns and diseases of the fruit.
This has left him forever mute so he scribes away those who part take of the bitter fruit.
He smiles at every new enlightened he helps to save and recruit.
The uprooting hurts them but their experience tames the soul and brings the mind and heart back to life.
The blood dries and love resurrected when upon exit of the twisted forest.
Life is strange but often harsh sometimes you must look at the ones we love from afar and give in to desire, lust, and despair but that suffering can lead you to far better things a kiss from her was the only thing I wished.
But now I have bitten the white fruit and I am awake I will always love you but I cannot take what I want and I shall never have the sweet kiss of bliss I failed but I am found.
I love you and I must love you from a far.
My friend you beauty and wisdom are beyond compare like jasmine in full bloom while my love like ivy shall continue to grow.
I shall wear chains of honeysuckle for you but I must endure my sweet doe be free but I watch you rather closely like a hawk but I myself am nothing but a coyote.
As the skies rain I feel the love bloom but it wound me I may never see the spring I am but a beast of winter.
I am mercury writing my sad poetry to mend my scar while my brother mars lay dead and weak.
I wish Venus would have visited me and cupid had pointed his arrow at you at the right time but he probably missed.
A day turns to night I still see you pale skin and brownish red hair that is without any compares.
I often wondered if you were a witch who hexed me with this love or a vampire with a hypnotic stare that brought this bull to his feet who can know for sure.
I will watch your friend grow and then when you’re gray make sure you do not fade until you are not able to speak a word and I am lost and cannot obey.
My heart is yours, my friendship, and my love forever yours.

I doll my eyes
To seem the way you like
Keep to gentle whispers of a wind
A happy visage
And generous hand
But still you stray farther like a feral

I keep the serpents at bay
But they bite and gnaw anyway
Vibrant Roses to rotting bellwort
You fly away with raven wings
Do you not love me anymore?
Do you not share my dreams of white?

Are there ashes in the sky?
That blinds your eyes
Terrorize your sleep
And draw haze from which you dream
Dreams of gold bands breaking
Wails and no merry making
For the sorrows in your waters
That I see
You think this rose is giving freely?

That only blood of thine
Flows on its thorns
There is but, no devil’s device
There is just a wind of warmth
For this frozen tundra within

Only a lover’s oath
Faithful like the sun to rise
And the rain to fall
And shores to come forth from the ocean breeze
You are everything to me
But what am I to you anymore?

But a fragile flower fading
A bloom dying
A light flickering in the darkness
A time that has flown in this ocean of life

Will you love me anymore?
Or it just fantasy
Wishful thinking anymore?