Hourglasses In A House Of Mirrors

There might not be a reason to stay awake..
How ironic the dying among the living must be.
Would not sleep allow me temporary escape?
So why continue to click and type when I see...
My browser spinning across the world wide web,
Entangled thoughts must remain in slavery,
Or do their conscience chains encompass me instead?

Not even my heart wants to be left alone with me.

Sleep is more than the sands slipping..
Through hourglasses and dreams I desire.
So chamomile and distraction I am sipping
To avoid these awkward moments of mire...
When eyes first closed still see I'm not in the clear,
A house of mirrors revealing all that is dire,
I might be all alone but even I am not here.

Forestia

I shall never leave this home
where our tree palace once stood.
I shall always keep your memory
of all that was good.

War has fingers of flame
that touched more than the trees.
Long after battles are over
the heart remains under siege.

Elfin song sung to roses
not even ashes remain at odds.
Elven wine for the spirit
your own remains on this lot.

A single blade of grass
crept through the concrete.
I named it after you
our healing now complete.

Like the fires we lit to guide us out the storm drain

We snuck in the fenced area behind the old folks home

With a sense of adventure we made our torches
They would not even last the first leg of our journey
The movies make the wilds seem so tame
The wilds make the movies seem so lame

Would we still see those water bugs that creeped me out?

Nights descent dimmed the vertical slits
Voices on street level became haunting
None in the Cave Clan dared call out for help
We continued our mission with not one welp

Desperation set in but so did silence and urgency

Thunder threatened to drown us
Luckily the rain waited for us to reach the end
Of our unknown destination near the drive-in theater
We reveled at being explorers thanking the Creator

Then we took the overland trails back home soaking wet

I Will Not Live Past Thirty-Three The Same Age That Jesus Died But Jesus Died To Save The World I Just Want To Die To Save Myself

i'm finally out the forest
but still caught up in the snow
i will sing when i am lost
somehow finding the next place to go

so many pretty shades of green
but i am blinded by the white
where the old me was last seen
this year i did lose my life

the years have passed us by
but its not too late to live today
so many unanswered whys
but we know the answers anyways

what is under my dirty fingernails
my thumb now hurts but it's OK
i am finally sick of all the fail
and these silly little plays

Cloudshill Keeps It Real

I do not know of any flame
That has ever pierced the clouds
Life is more than just a game
And at the end we will bow
But before that we will live
No matter the obstacle
And while we live we must give
Problems can all be tackled
By relying on friends
And relying on strangers
Honest wishes and hands
Will take us out of danger

Farewell and safe journey Tempest Smith

We stand outside always looking in.
We could not sacrifice ourselves
Just to fit in.

No one ever knew us as a friend.
Just not like everyone else
Is that a sin?

They cannot stand our blasphemies
But do not mind their own,
Stop please.

Maybe we all got lost within the trees
Searching for a home
Amidst the fallen leaves.

Who made them God and cast us out?
It's hard not to listen
When they shout.

Cares of the world we can do without
Like black silk ribbon
In the wind cast about.

Coraline In Sixteen Lines

The world is not at all it seems
Surprises lie in empty spaces
Pay close attention to the seams
That hold together happy faces

It is not impossible to relate I know
To my family but I feel so lonely
In a garden something special grows
Though no one knows so it's just for me

I would rather share what I am thinking
But who would listen so the flowers wither
In this social isolation that has me sinking
Still I will travel from there to hither

And find my friends or let them find me
A cat, some ghosts, and people even stranger
With those eyes how can they see
We will do well as long as we do not linger

Vasaris: A Primrose Tale

My year does not begin 'til February.
The year is made for lovers
And I am in love...

And will always be.

Even if the snow and ice moon
Shall not shine in fullness
We will find purity...

And be innocent once again.

In our garden escapes we await
The promise of spring
And our hearts ease...

As the first rose blooms.

Our aspirations do not end with the stars
We light our candles
With spirits aflame...

The whole world is illuminated.

Our Song

i sing a song for all
like the stumbling baby deer
unsure of its footing in this new world
i find my voice and love conquers all even fear

i sing a song for you
maybe i heard it in the stars
but is that not what we all are
no i heard it in your heart it is not so far

i sing a song for me
like no song i have sung before
a love like this cannot be trapped anymore
i breathe in all the magic of this world and all of it's lore

i sing a song for the song itself
the world has given it to me and i to you
no where else can we be like birds with wings
except for the wings that are the emotions we sing

The Pain You Feel Is The Love You Withhold

We walk the world as if we were without sight.
With reaching hands that seek a wall,
a shoulder, or another hand.

We fight the darkness but never turn on a light.
Tiptoe, run, or crawl we all fall
Forgetting we soon land.

We are never too young to hurt, never too old to learn,
Never too cold to love another soul,
Even if we feel so alone.

We can take life as a gift, too afraid to unwrap,
The pain we feel is the love we withhold
and now you know.

...

There is no need to fear
that I'd rage at your lies
All you ever said
well it is no surprise
But what I really
cannot understand
Why bother saying them
when you could have ran?

Malice In Wonderland

I wouldn't have chased
farther than I could yell
Couldn't you see
that I had already fell
Down a rabbit-hole
fracturing heart and soul
We are all mad here
knowing all that we know

Forced and Full of Cliches (I Didn't Want To But I Had To)

You have held me hostage
for over twenty years
Now I'm free
from all your fucking fears
I saw the world in blue
then slowly closed my eyes
Lost myself
somewhere in your lies
Such pretty pictures
painted by all we wished
Now that I'm gone
I wonder if I'll be missed?

We always knew
this love would never die
Now it must live
across the great divide
I used to hope
you'd hear my call for help
Now all my hope
is finally for myself
All this time
asking you to come back
Now I'm gone
just like that.

Holding Pattern

world please just stop for a moment
i was hoping you wouldn't have noticed me
not today but maybe this pain is an omen
i give up, whatever you say i will agree

let us do something -- i do not know?
something we have never tried before
i will say go for it but we will never get around to it, so
let us not plan anything any more

i know things will change
but we will keep on waiting all things the same
i know things are strange
but there is more to life than all these games