Wispers of the unknown now fill what use to be sounds of steadfastness
Wispers of harshness now radiate this atmosphere
Wispers of past soundness no where to be found
Wispers of two hurting souls aches and pains make known there presence

Shadows pass apon my grave

with wispers of my past day

with love and grace i come to

pass with happy faces in my

path now i know its ok to

say goodbye onto another day

The words she paints so gently
Etch my mind
Her voice leaving me stunned
So beautiful and fine
Speaking ever so softly
Sending chills down my spine
She wispers in my ear
Babe are you really mine?
I am yours my love.
Always have been.
Always will be.
Til the end of this universe.
And life as we know it.
I will always be yours.  
Some don't believe in forever.
Some don't think about infinities.
My infinty rests with her.
She is my light.
She is my love.
Whispering gently in my ear.
I love you so my dear.
Is that so? I wisper back.
Well beautiful, guess what?
I love you too.

Depression watches me.
Waiting for the ****.
Depression tugs me under the waves.
Under the waves of the grey sea.

Depression holds on tight.
Wraps its arms around me.
It wispers in my ears.
Rocks me to sleep every night.

Depression is listening when I cry.
It drys the tears from my cheeks.
It encourages me to sleep.
It tells me when I should die.

Depression stares as I fall over the edge.
Depression talks in my ear.
Says sorry my dear.
I pushed you off the ledge.

And now depression made me dead.

To the east
To the sundered east
Of the deserted Isle
Their lies a wrack
black timbered bones
Scold clinging clams
That harbour there
In the Wrack of the Isle
As she lies down

They say
In hushed wispers
it happened
Many years ago
Men died
Or so they say
But now, no one really knows
It's all been forgotten now
Through foggy years of
Sun and Snow
And dirth the man
Who can name her

The wrack rises
To the waters
To greet the
High airs above
The darlking deep beneath
Where once there was a love
Who can say, now
When looking at the wrack
In its black longingness
That once, it was a brightened
Vessel, fine and new
Filled with laughter
And simple joys

They dive there sometimes
When the tides allow
But divers have to be wary
It's dangerous near
Wrack waters, so easy
To be pulled down and
Within, you go
And once in her shell
The air can not sustain
You, for it is
Not for breathing
Creatures

Remember the shore
They tell
The newcomers
You must remember
Where it is
To the west you
Must go, and so on....
But carefully,
The wrack will
Call at you
Softly, and slow
Breathing liquid fumes
That fill the lungs
And crush the ribs

I swam round her once
It was a heady -
Experience, all shoreline
Was forgotten
I was lured by her
Cracked spars and
Speckled beams
So beautiful
Beneath a shining sea

But I learned there
That no man may
Swim the wrack
Forever, and not forget
Deep death there awaits
And lies down
With you
In a wet grave
So be forwarned
Before you swim
The wrack of the Isle
To the East
The sundered East.

Were all crazy the dreamers the broken like children left
behind sad eyes are but windows  cast in pain.
that hurt we share as some will hide it away.

Ive taken the matter in deep thoughts and  echos of brillance.
Only to see it die as a spark  from cold winters fire.
Alone you here the sadness in the most gentle key.

As it wispers for the broken.
Down alleys side streets to lonley old souls
who yern just for someone to speak with to share but
are met with only rejection left to count the hours.

The clocks rythm taps slowey asking the emptyness to
waste in thought only to bask in dellusion.
Like a snow globe were caught in a vortex of a isolated storm.

Yerning for a release the bed is a coffin frozen are the covers
as the thought lingers if only it had gone another way.

But dreamers are gamblers and in the warmth of good hand theres always a lonley heart that had to fold.


The man in the street looks to other as others  look through him.
Afraid the curse may catch but in his eye's i see myself.
And  in myself  I see a victem of another bad hand.

Alone I know you in that place few will dare to search.  
The cavern of thought is but my asylum of  emptyness
And the clock's rythm keeps time in the key of night.

My monster will be the scarriest monster of them all
He will not be big because
sometimes the scarriest things come in the smallest packages
She will have big blue eyes
eyes you can get lost in
He will have perfect skin
not a blemish in sight
She will have agile delicate limbs
but don't be fooled they can snap you in two
He will tell you stories
some of which are true
She will wisper sweet nothings
the ones you long to hear
Wispers caught on the wind
He can keep you quiet
and you will feel like
She will never
let you go
He will
promise things but
She won't
keep them
They look like you and me
but there are hidden powers within
He may say
something and
She may agree
but only if it serves their purpose
They will leave you to fight
the mist that surrounds you

choking you in your own fears

They will leave you like a leaf falling
from a tree in autumn
He will captureyour heart
become the long lost brother
She will tell you secrets
become the sister you never had
This is why they are so powerful
not with witchcraft
sorcery
or other magical things. All
He has to do is
smile that sparkeling smirk and you will do what he bids
She just has to pout
you'll come running. running to do what she wants
They have the power to
make you hate them
but it only makes you love them more
They have the power to destroy you when
you are unarmed
He with his
charm and witt
She with her
grace and beauty
Never underestimate the power
of a best friend
when you do
you will be torn apart
piece by piece
they will break your heart and leave you

Alone

            Friendless

                             Heartless

                                                Cold

Best Friends Forever
Never Again

She had another bad day
Mom and Dad had another fight
He bruised her up again
They left her again
She has no friends
She heads for the bed, lifts the pillow
On the handle is carved "Willow"
She rolls up her sleeve
Cut. Cut. Cut.
She starts to dry-heave
Bites her lip, forgets the pain
Willow wispers, "No pain, no gain."
No pain, no gain
Drip. Drip. Drip
Blood dripping down to her hips
But next she moves to her throat
She can't take life anymore
There must be something more
Where she hasnt looked
The same thought she got
When she first smoked
But what is there?
Suddenly there's a feeling in the air
He's wrapped her in His love
His undying love
She drops the knife
She's been given new life
She sees the book on her dresser
A book that could save her
She reads it by the window
And writes inside, "Willow"

Your wispers were made of light..
The words you wispered would let me see the light with memory..
How I remember it clearly..

We bring darkness with us everywhere. In any light we cast a shadow behind us..
Even the most pure cast such darkness..  
The closer you get to any light the bigger your shadow becomes behind you..

As I write my shadow writes with me..
My words are made of darkness, while his are made of light..

I force myself
To endoure the treck to my past,
The source of why
I don't leave
My vacant cave at night.
Every now and then,
I scavenge this place
We called our playground
Looking, searching
For last batch of complements
To motivate my ego
To treck these tragic events
That partook in this place.

Every streetlight
That pierces the night
Reminds me of the new fashion trend
I picked up called loneliness.
I wish I could take
This coat of depression off of me.
No how many times
I can't shake the feeling
It sticks on me like the Elmers glue
That I stuck to my hands in preschool.

I wish this conflict would subside
Through the silence.
All I can do now
Is climb this familiar path,
Draped over the clouds
Where I can't see my future for
Miles, miles,miles.
Just being stuck in the crevice
That wispers in the wind,
"I'm not as magnificent
As you thought I was"

Why do we leave the womb?
Why
Why do we go astray into depths unknown,Only to come back with a diffrent understanding
Of what you already knew
And isolate ourselves if all we seek is company
It is the knowledge the wind wispers just out of reach
So we misinterpret it all but ask yourself
If a theory is tought in an institution
Does it make it any truer?
Truth should be defined individually by what the heart feels
Not by the ideals of your peers
So the real question is 
 What do i find true?
Does one ever find the purpose in there existence
Or do wift like leaves in the wind
In a way we're all like waves
Taking of in a burst of fury
But as soon as we reach the shallows we fall
And crash against each other,
The only shure outcome is that we'll return from where we came
And all that remains is the calm.

A whisper
A haunting tone
And a small weep of help
Of Demon's shadows.
A dead body that lays silent
and never seem to scatter in fright.
Behind the crisp, white, cold, curtain.
The ghost haunts and weeps
to let go of the heavy chains that cover this haunting whispers. Let it be in the past of a haunting wispers of a sold silent death

nothing like the ones on t.v. or the movie screen

or the creepy crawlies you have never seen

not the one in your closet or under your bed

I am the monster alive inside your head

have you ever looked in the mirror and felt it was more than your reflection looking you in the eye

recall the nights when you heard strange things that were so terrifying you wanted to cry

every time you felt something touch your hair

the feeling of spider webs on your face though none were there

the wispers that only you could hear in the dark

the things that attacked you without leaving a mark

in the darkness when you thought you saw something but convinced yourself it couldn't be

every single scary moment you can't explain.......(it was always me)

Open your eyes
You are more than the lies
Can you not see

Self-Hate wispers in your ear
Insecurity grabs your hand
Satan lies  
Can you not see

Flowing brown hair
Ripe lips and a toothy smile
Hazel eyes that grab my heart
Can you not see

Love pumps through your heart
Selflessness through your veins
Oh how can you believe the lies
How can you despise

Can you not see
You are free

Can you not see
You mean the world to me

let the state of mind release into peace.
all the stress please leave me alone.
breath by breath all my life flashes behind me.
i'm not going insane but i have that dark heavy feeling that just sufficating.
all the darkness that has pushed me down slowly tearing me apart all around.
all the people in class have said wispers behind my back.
but my fight will never stop sun set to sun rise.
the weight of darkness runs wild like wild fire burning every thing that was beauty. but now lies.
every step i take one foot after the other. my impresion in the sand. will fade away and come back.


i leave to find my cozy safe haven that i can spread my new colorfull wings and warm them up spread them wide.
my safe haven is full of joy no one can find it cause youl just have a fight to get to me.
my breathes show when the cold weather go's.my next *** is a feild of roses that drip the new spring dew.

my life is filled with chaos and hectic things i don't under stand.
what is the reason you only just hold me down and drive me ******* crazy.

i have a safe haven where i just think pondering about my ideas that can change life and improve the blood shed to leave and go away.

my life has been stronger that any one who has try'd fail'd and lost the fight.

but i have a place that is filled with life that never dies i have a place to vent and ponder and let my thoughts out to think about what could change.


YOU CANT DRAG ME DOWN TO GO FIGHT? BUT I"M NOT A FIGHTER I'M A LOVER!!!!!

you could tear me appart by my wings will grow stronger and maybe ill sheil'd you from the bulletsthat will hit you.


i take breathes of air and clear m mind of the danger i will never escape.

but every breath i take makes a new place that i can go to to just release the anger/ that floods my vaines.

im a vary shy person but that never will change the way i see this world threw my eyes of this world that lies to me like paper that burns in the hand of the devil or demonic  ******* that just rip your (*******) (HEART) out.

my shyness lets me just watch this world an all its moves.

to me this world is like a vary vary big (CHESS GAMES) every peace is a pawn that moves to the place where you want to follow a path to lead the king or queen to fredmon.

every breath is seen when the winter starts to let heavy snow fall consume your mind.

the train tracks i walk my tracks stay the snow fall is so thick i will follow till you look ahead and just see me vanish in to the white.

my breath breath the fog on the cold dryry days.

i may be alive but deep down i am scared and beat but yet i still walk this world with no regrets only ideas that can change this corrupt world that only teaches lies that make people riot.

my life is nothing but one big scare.
but ill never just sit down and cry ill just walk this earth till i die.

if it aint black and white peck scratch and bit.

my eyes a vary blue as the kristal waters of of the gates to hell.

my breathes have nothing but ideas and people i want to leave my life.

every breath fills my lunges with energy that i can harn's and breath out fire that is nothing but my stress.

stress has riped my life apart but every new scare of wound ill manage.

my min d is strong as lifes demonic eliments.

ill never let this world leave me behind cause ill always be watching your every move.
every fight i  take in is all the night mars that will **** your soul away leaving nothing but a broken lie .


my safe haven has hid me well away from your ****** up lies that have twisted that ******* smile off your face. my save haven has my life to recover from the **** society  throws my way when darkness fills my lungs i want to go on a ram page that will drown all you out from me.

nothing is great noting is promising nothing is good or bad nothing is good nor evil. life has the rads and paths that you can make life.

i might be quiet by my eyes listen as so ears my words have nothing nice to say but that's only cause were alive.

day by day the weather changes so dose my mood.

but every one in my life is a lie.

my safe haven is my sheild that blockes the words the texts have no effect.


this life with lies have no effect. on me that only creates wounds not love or like.

my simple words words of HATE ANGER  back stabbing words that only dig your own grave that you have started when you were able to starting to talk. talking

life has led  me to insanity or insane but if you just followed a path maybe you can make your own safe haven that will not scare you.

if i tell you it only take one person to start a wave of love caring and compassion to start people to love and follow a way.

it only takes one person who's voice had been silenced in the shadows.

ill take every breath it to take to show you all a world from my point of how i see it to show how life can be made  to survive and maybe ill show you my one idea and path i want to show love.


only one person it takes to spread a world of love .



thank you my  breathing saved my anger now my breathes leave out the  harsh but ill never get knocked down ccause my safe haven has saved me from this world of fear anger hate lies societys tricks but all of tho  have


MADE ME GROW WISE WITH  answeres of life

I listen to your every word
then i,

repeat.
repeat.
repeat.
repeat.
repeat.

i analayze.

each paragraph,
each sentence,
each word,
each letter,
each syllable.

until i know the depths of its meaning.

when i sit there and stare off into the nothingness,
realization is the meaning of my silence.
my blank expression
shows your words are sinking in.

I have you figured out
every single ******* one of you.

I know what all your intentions are,
I see the hatred in your eyes
i hear the discust in your voice.

You think im stupid,
but i know.

i hear your wispers

i see you watching

i feel you following

and i cant escape.

Skydance of the fireflies..
Night light bloom..
This is not a dream..
This vision is true...

Butterfly wonder colors..
Flutter the candy to my eyes..
This is not a lie..
Together they truly do fly..

Flower pedals of light..
Glow when I am near..
This place knows..
That I am truly not from here..

Greetings of the planet..
As I walk on her skin..
I show her my dreams..
As she speaks to me with wind..

This is a welcome..
Wind wispers true..
Ill kiss you with rain..
The Earth has taken my pain..

What a wonderful place..
The stories were true..
The blue star in our sky..
Did not let me die..

It instead gave me life..
And gave me welcome..
And yet the ones who live here..
**** her slowly each year..

The ageless plight of persistant awakening,
Thoughts protruding into my every day,
The restless inner noise of ruminations,
Rustling windy bow-quaking wispers,  remain.

The restling of memory spurs a conversation with the past
Concerning things I have done,
As I recourse for resolution within the recollection.

(DRAGON SIGHT) EYES OF THE LIGHT SERPENT
During the Dragon state I see that my senses have changed. This world parallel has gone through an evil destruction that only my dragon eyes can see. The plants and life that exist here are fed through a sort of wicked evil flow that is in the air and in the waters.. My dragon eyes see this to be a sort of purple and shadow black flow that reaches and touches everything.. My dragon eyes also see that this dark air and water are coming from a source far away..

(DRAGON HEARING) EARS OF THE SILENT SERPENT
My dragon hearing has also kicked in.. I hear wispers of help from all over the land.. Almost as if the very ghost that may have died in this destruction are calling out to me. I noticed that when I turn my head I hear this strange chime and hum coming from where my eyes see this horrible evil gas and water emit from..

(DRAGON TOUCH) SCALES OF TOMORROW
I am having a very hard time adjusting to my dragon touch.. This sense seems to be the most sensetive of them all. . Its strange.. I can feel things before they happen.. I can feel and sense the land itself.. The dirt I step on seems to be filled with a type of blood ******* beetle that would eat through human skin.. However they cannot bite or pierce my scales.. My scales are also absorbing sunlight and air.. My dragon touch is sending me signals of warning for the smallest of things. I will have to learn to decipher what is a threat and what is not a threat..

( DRAGON SCENT ) SEPENTS VISION OF SCENT
This world is filled with vile smells. No human could even bare such smells.. But to my dragon nose these smells are more like information of everything that comes through my nose. I can see what I smell even if it is not there.. amazing! The smell of the dark gas and waters are coming from a large black pillar that reaches the sky. For now thats all i can see and smell from here..

( DRAGON TASTE ) I have yet to eat anything in this world. I am not hungry yet. Im sure there is something to my taste.. I will soon find out.. I must explore this land a bit. But I need to learn to walk right first..

as birds fly
across the sky
i remember how i used to fly
taking the air by the reins and riding it to the sunset

as i took you in my hand
and on my arm you flew beside me
braking barriers

and as the blood driped
i remembered how much i loved the smell of roses
but more so
i loved the touch of a thorn

on the floor in my bedroom
with nothing but my blood
and your wispers saying
"give me more"

explaining to me why i'm worthless without you
what else to do but believe it?

but i was caught in time to realize
this should not have been the end
so goodbye to my hollow bird
i can never fly again

What I can give u is simple love. I won't let go. This sun will then only burn for u and I. I can wonder about your face. I can smile at the thought of ur smile. Even if I am blazing through the cosmos I still cannot find any form of beauty that comes even close to your naked body.. oh that view makes my heart skip beats and makes me forget to breathe for a moment in your absolute beauty. I thank you always and my soul wispers to yours that I am in love with all of you......... and forever will be..

The pearly gates wideopen
bang goes the drum,
Ring is the fever of the pitch
The bell becons me home
Standing at the face of the dust covered elders
Our wispers sing into decades unbound
Winding up the gentle moss
The northern prayer echoes
Mighty drums mighty lungs
We howl and we yelp from our remembered chambers
Sketching our way thru the vivid lansdscapes
We pause, we sit we see
Breath in the great mother
For her arms await our hurried Souls
Cracking pine rustling trees
We look in awe toward the stars
Today comes another dawn
Tonight brings a golden sunrise
For creator within writes home

What I can give u is simple love.  I won't let go. This sun will then only burn for u and I.  I can wonder about your face. I can smile at the thought of ur smile.  Even if I am blazing through the cosmos I still cannot find any form of beauty that comes even close to your naked body.. oh that view makes my heart skip beats and makes me forget to breathe for a moment in your absolute beauty. I thank you always and my soul wispers to yours that I am in love with all of you......... and forever will be..

I ain't no stranger to strangers.
I got a lot of love to give.
Can't see through to the back of the room.
When the lights go dim,
That's when the violence blooms.

The wispers carry on tension
Of the strings between the cans.
All the brows are down at me
And the words slash whenever they can.

But I've got one thing more
Than anybody with giddy grins
On their plastic faces
And their squared-off chins.

I've got life.

I've got life.

I ain't no secrets to secrets.
Many have been mine to keep.
Heaven knows, I've been a few.
When they got back to their houses,
They wished away secrets they knew.

They scream to break the tension.
If they don't, they go insane.
They poison their faces,
Turn the keys and spill their brains.

But I've got something more
Than loose binds to convention.
I'm a prism of truth
From another dimension.

I've got life.

I've got life.

Even though they say they don't,
I know that they want to know
''How does the other half live?"

like sunshine through the rain,
so, is the
gorgeous
light,
of
her
dark
sultry night,
beauty none other
than the stars,
warm wispers fill the air,
a tear drops from her eye

The village men made their way back home with their new weapons that I had gathered for them. The young boy stayed with me.. He ran up in front of me and looked into my eyes. We were once again connected..

The young boy then started to talk with me. " My father told me to thank you for saving my life. My name is Ri. Thank you you for saving my life.. What is your name?"

I knew that a dragon with a human name would not sound so dragonlike.. I remember my brother and I playing with our toys.. We named one of the warriors Secalos.. During our play sessions Secalos would always save the day.. I think the name sounds fitting for a dragon! " My name is Secalos young Ri. The young boy smiled and told me that he like my name.. I told him that I liked his! I then took Ri for another dragon ride alongside the river..

Both of us were having so much fun. Again I could feel Ri's excitement course through his soul.. We came up to a fork in the river and my dragon sense kicked in.. This was a very very faint warning that I was feeling.. I felt the same warning during the fight with the Wyvern.. Only this sense was coming from somthing else during that fight.. I stopped and told Ri to be silent.. I used every dragon sense I had to its fullest.. I peered into the dark forest, I listened to the wispers of the winds, I took in all forms of smells around me.. My eyes were very very bright now, so much so they shined away the darkness between trees and under bushes..

There were three spots that I had my focus on the most.. My SENSES WERE TELLING ME THAT EYES WATCHED ME FROM THOSE SPOTS.. Spot one was at the fork of the river below, Spot two was in the forest by a large dark tree, and spot three was in front of a bushy plant with gray leaves..

Ri was a little scared but wanted to find a way to help me.. He said that he saw something by the bush move. And he was right.. At this moment three men appeared from thin air.. They wore strange armor.. All of them wore on their hip a sort of crystal that layed inside a metal circle. There were also lights on the shoulders of their armor.. The man at the center wore different colors.. They had a strange helmet made of clear metal that also glowed with strange lights.. This helmet also was blocking my dragon sight into their minds.. The 2 in the forest pointed strange spears at me which also shine with strange lights.. The center man had a grand bow with a metal arrow and a glowing arrowhead.. I then heard Ri's voice say that these are not men.. They are Elves of the shadow..