where’s the light
where’s the peace
within a dream
somewhere deep
sometime when
you are here with me
some place where
we can just be
time is space
space is forever
forever is never
never is right now
we live we seek
a place to call home
for each piece
to fit equally
encapsulated
with in an
angel’s touch
enclosed tight
in a teardrops
angelic light
encased in glass
an angel can still fight
spread her wings
shatter that cage
with all of her might
enveloped n darkness
an angel
shines bright enough
to light the way
as she soars upwards
images developing
details crystallizing
breaths quickening
lips glistening
eyes devouring
minds connecting
From within
burns a spark
From the outside
you’ll never see
From within
her heart rules
From the outside
you see her aloof
From within
her walls crumble
From the outside
you won’t see her stumble
From within
she’ll stand firm
you’ll have no choice
but to see it
Her manner was mild.
Her attitude was wild.
She spoke softly.
She laughed loudly.
Her heart was tired.
Her mind was on fire.
She smiled sweetly.
She winked shyly.
Her body reacted.
Her soul retracted.
She stepped unknowingly.
She plunged wide eyed & openly
as my fear
fades into
a seamless ocean
of oblivion
i know one thing
is sure as can be
“I’ll Be Dammed”
if they think
they’ll take anything
from me
Take my home
Take my name
Take my soul
It’s yours
But you
can’t have
what you need
You
Can’t
Have
ME
After the words
After the actions
After the screams
After the tears
Silence abounds
until she is finally heard
with just two words
I’m Done
She longed for a home
A place to lay her head down in peace
Somewhere she was just loved not rescued
A place where, there are no masks no fakes
In that dream of sweet fantasy with the pain of reality
She looks for a world of her own making
She’ll quake the ground to make it
Drown in my words.
You will suffocate easily.
You fight the tide I create.
Don’t bother swimming.
while the world crumbles around me
i’m trying to dance in the ash
but it keeps sticking to my feet
like some clay mud, thick & sticky
still, i’ll dance, i’ll sing
all the while i watch it crumbling
i’ll smile, i’ll laugh
seeing the others fall flat
with no skill or rhythm
No rest for the weary
When your mind
Wont let you sleep
Drown in melody
Bask in heat
Let calm take over
Try to be at peace
You’ll sleep
So enough
go on
you jokers & fools
step aside
all you wolves & ghouls
i’m en no need of pawns here
not in my court
i sit atop a throne
with little support
i sit alone until the day
i deem someone worthy
of my reign & duty
i’m n no need
of any knights
if you please
i need a King
to fill this seat
don’t call her a rose
she is no bud
but all thorns
she’s more like
the cacti
ugly & prickly
seemingly thriving
in a desert
of her own mind
she needs little water
don’t bother noticing
drive on by
& think oh my
how plain is
that poor cactus
see there
that skin
it used to be
so smooth
but now
tis wrinkled
see there
those lips
they used to be
so plump & full
but now
sit pale & weak
see there
that heart
it used to be
whole
but
after years of war
it’s scarred & broken
nobody’s perfect
needs wants desires
baby come feed my fires
shake me quake me
make me swoon
fill me up
just to escape
high tides&noon
drown me douse me
cover with everything
don’t stop
until i’m begging
do what you do
i’ll promise to be true
unless you tear me down
& forget to build me up
a simmering storm
hidden in her smile
an ache in her soul
that made her courage swell
a shift in perspective
gave clarity thru the fog
a sore on her toe
from all that running
a weight on her back
carrying that baggage
from place to place
a home in her heart
just trying to find it
a speck a blot
a drop a drip
words
we let slip
but are
really meant
emotions
once held
lost & forgotten
along with the wealth
watch the clock
it’ll tick by
while u see
your life
tagging along
behind
shadows won’t
catch you now
walk the path
seek the light
don’t fall behind
dark alleys
might as well be
long dark tunnels
you see
the paths we tread
the money we make
the lives we live
all lead down
to the epiphany
we all travel
unknown roads
fight unknown battles
most survive
if you breathe
remember
you are
alive
when the winds whip
when the clouds roar
is it the storm
that comes
or is it
being beckoned
for more
do rain drops pour
because of the storm
or
does it rain
because of her
does her chaos
cause the hurricane
or
does she just
control the volcano
the looks
could be so
expressive
the words
could be so
magical
the dreams
could be so
fantastical
the chains
could be so
emotional
the bonds
could be so
ornamental
the kisses
could be so
