When Facing Darkness Today

Have you ever stood at the edge

Ready to jump

Spring out of fear into darkness

Staring into the abyss

From having just come back

After having looked into it


A sharp knowledge within

Facing death

He was always so close by

I am a wreck to admit

Him I do miss

The shadows I fear

Always fear

Will it be fading

The sorrow eating at me

It is sad to know

I still have this dream

To fade away

From this reality

Such a strong pull

Trying to will me to

Taking me back

Into the arms of blackness


To the bleakness

Please dear Love

Hope do sing

Hold me tighter

Do not let it take me

I won’t break again

I want joy

To live in love

All surrounding

I need to live

And dream of brighter days

I really don’t

Want to fade today

Like water on stone

Washed away

Be my anchor hold

Keep me close

To suffer through

Make it brighter

My load much lighter

This burden I bear

To you try to release

Let me be free


What In The World

This world has little to offer me

These thoughts has been breeding deeply

Within me I feel this truth

There are many tempting things

Materialism is running rampant

Always wanting what we think we need

I do give in way to often

The next best technology teaching me

A great sweater warming while fashionable

I am however trying to not be influenced

Not by what is the latest hot topic

I fall victim to the desires growing by my need to express

Who am I and what does that mean

How can I show what that is

I have begun to realize that fact

Buying things that reflect the inner you is a way

But there are far better

More simple yet profoundly freeing

In all the fury of the past storms

I have realized less is so much more

Less to cling to holding you down

Where in this world do I belong

Slowly with each passing moment I know

I do not belong to this world

And in reality I really do not want to

Anything beautiful and great about it

Was given to it by it’s creator

Everything else is just not worth it


One Art

Everything you see,

All reflecting me

Showing you bits and pieces

The entirety of what makes me

Drawn with delicate hands

Marred by bitter times

Written in dark thoughts

But hope was always an underline

Sad filled dreams

Never a light to be seen

Highly crafted sculptor

Made of finely filtered material

Created from immense pressure

Unknown conditions

One Art

By one Soul

All of my Heart

This is me

I am way more than what you see

Truly Priceless

Now is Not to Late

Life is to short to wait, to think that there will be a tomorrow,

But right now, it isn’t to late.

There is never enough hours in the day to keep up with the daily needs,

But right now, you have the time.

Life is to short to be wasted on trivial matters,

But right now, you can make a change.

Don’t make mistakes, unless you are willing to learn from them,

So right now, learn, change, grow.

Going through life living only in the pain, don’t waste the joy,

So right now, live in love.

Be set free from the burnt and broken life,

Fly willingly into an open sky,

Let us dance to a tune hope and life.

Now is the the time to make life a place worth living,

Live now.

Truly Taking Flight

I never knew that I was able to take flight,

I never understood the sky could be the limit,

That in reality my flight could be limitless.

Freedom beyond anything I knew

Trapped under years of lies piling high.

What was I doing dying all those days past?

Why was I so afraid to spread my wings?

Lingering words form so many lips,

Hurtful things that grounded me for life.

I believed that I was never meant for height,

No, not I.

I was nothing.

I belonged to the dirt,

The grime.

Barely crawling through the pain.

I never dared look at the sky.

Now there is no looking back.

No one can stop me from soaring without shame.

This is my life to be,

To  hope,

To see.

Dance with the wind and leaves.

Cloud prancer.

This is the new me,

The person I was always meant to live.

And that is not the end.

Every End is a Beginning

Every Sunset will become a Sunrise

Any last page, a closed book

Gives a chance for new one to be read

Every dark and shadow filled night

Breaks way for a brand new day

Start over after every try

Don’t give up and think it is over

When that one song ends a new one begins

A fresh start around every failure

Something we think will end us

Can send us to something different

Keep fighting, keep it up

When the curtain falls on this play

A fresh recital starts soon after

Keep dancing and singing and playing the part

For as long as we breath

We can and will began again

Broken Petals

This broken bud was crushed and bruised, shattered what would appear to pieces, petals loosing color, life is lifeless pursuit, or so one would have believed storm after torrid storm…yet, behold the life renewed, rejuvenated by loves purest light, blooming brighter than one could hope, yes, see life lived joyously and living in the son…

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Afraid to be happy

I fear the dreams of you and me
Of future times and places
Of joy and things that make me smile
I am afraid that after awhile
They will disappear
they will be taken from me
No more us
No more you with me
It will all be but a distant memory
The terror of that fact
That it could happen
That my life will fall apart
Be torn to shreds just as its always been
No trust
Or hope
Just fear that being happy is a joke
I fear the only thing that will remain
Shall be the horrors in my memories
And what you give
With forever be taken away

Why help a Broken Angel

English: Fallen Angel A broken angel statue is...
English: Fallen Angel A broken angel statue is one of several old gravestones apparently dumped behind a hedge in a corner of Port Glasgow cemetery. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

You use to take a lot
So very must to kill off the joy inside
Now it takes so little to crumble so fast
Just a word
That simple action
And I am torn apart
Unrecognizable to the world
Who was that
What could it be
It doesn’t matter
It’s not me
The ways of the world
Ignore it
It’s not happening in your garden
Do not help
Or it may follow
It may darken your doorstep
And who wants that hell
The one that makes her scream in the dead of night
This darkness that dines of flesh
Feasting away on any living morsel
Conquering all
Owning the soul it has vanquished
For now she is on its leash
Held as its dog
Kicked and beaten
Laughed at in her pain
It doesn’t take much for her to curl back up in that corner
To hide
and pretend it isn’t real
Fall deep into her mind
That it will end
Such a sad creature to have been bred
Born in the truth of sorrow
Forever a slave to pain
Given so freely
An eternal sadness is she

Waiting day, Waiting games

[...And so we love untill we bleed.]
[…And so we love untill we bleed.] (Photo credit: αвву (definiytely NOT HERE ANYMORE, ya know?))

There comes a point in life where it never takes you long,
Not like those days,
Which seem so very long ago,
But know, at times, you can see the different sides.
You Know the darkness is hiding,
Somewhere in that god-awful corner,
Waiting so patiently down.
Yet you relax in your favorite chair,
Light a cigarette,
Because you know the inevitability,
Why not have you last rights,
Enjoy a little sin, a little joy.
You know that as seconds pass the evil eyes stare on,
They will never leave,
They want you,
And they will have you.
So just relax a while,
For soon that pain will be unbearable and you will need this memory,
The thoughts to hold to, that there might be something better.
God, you fucking hate this,
Why again,
Why now?
Will it ever not be,
Nah, you know better,
You have seen the line that life follows,
It’s full of pain,
So just die inside,
And you should be ok,
Untill this weather and war-torn body fades away into its blackness,
Just forever fade away.