Fear

Fear,
seeping into pores,
curling it's black fingers on
beating hearts.
Stealing voices from it's like and replacing them
with screams.
Fear,
taking not what it deserves but what it's
victims give.

Runaway childern.

Runaway childern,
fighting for their share.
In the world, cold and bare.
Runaway childern in rags
without riches.
Runaway childern sleeping on the street.
Away from their mothers who cheat and
their fathers who beat.
Runaway childern packages
without joy.

Runaway childern come
again and be mama's boy.

defeated

defeated the pathetic bird was.
It could not fly or lift a wing,
it was nothing but defeated and could not succeed...

Stillness

The solid ground beneath my chest.
my heart protests as I hold my breath.
I'm asking for my death.
My reality fades,
grenades are falling behind my vision.
and I collied with my reality.
The lethality of these drugs are corrsing through my system.
There is no way to escape and my
muscles pulse, without impulse.
My vision fades to pitch dark black and my hair flys widely as my head
turns without my control and then the stillness takes over me.

On a road trip

On a road trip away from the things known.
It was not her own choice.
No one heard her wee small voice cry out.
Her parent's, they had no doubt.
They wished her to a better place.
And said goodbye with one final embrace.
The car they took her in was small,
their dark eyes bearing no trace of wanting a brawl.
So she let them take her carelessly,
breaking away absentmindly.
She gazed upon the barren lands,
and she understands,
she was no longer home.

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Balancing Act

Balancing on the edge;
between what is sane and what is not.
A balancing act of the strongest minds
can conflict the weakest hearts.
A balancing act of courage
that is confronted with fear.
A balancing act that may only fall one way.

Past, Present, Future

You can follow with the future,
but what about the past?
You can stand around the present
but the future will have passed.
You can hide about in older times,
But the present won't agree.
You can plan for the future but
the present may change.
You can solve the problems with the past
but you lose time in the present.
You can tell the past to disapper but it's
what makes you the present and the future.

black bird

black bird,
black bird.
flitting your little wings.
black bird,
black bird.
soaring through the skies.
black bird,
black bird.
herding souls with your eyes.
black bird,
black bird.
don't fly this way.
black bird,
black bird.
you must have misheard.
black bird,
black bird.
i'm not dead...

Footsteps made of ocean

Footsteps made of ocean,

a devotion to the water.

A soul filled with coral,

brimming with the excitment of the waves.

Footsteps made of ocean,

a potion for a happy soul.