
Darkness and Mystery
Insanity, strife
Written of the tempest chaos
Of this man's mind
The master of words
The craftsman of night
Bending and twisting
The word called light
His dreams on paper
The nightmares that haunt
Creepy, despairing
Murmurs that taunt
Torment of Twilight
Author of Anguish
Edgar Allen Poe
Is the Master of Madness
Feb 28, 2018
Feb 28, 2018 at 4:23 PM UTC
Nathaniel Aleczander Gasc-Lewis
Adopted 2/23/2017
March/30/1994-
July/16/2017
I know you’ll never read this
But I was thinking of you today
I wanted to write a letter
Of everything I wish I could say
I wish I could say I love you
And hear you say it too
I wish I could tell you everything
All the dreams I want to come true
I wish I could see you smiling
Just one more time at me
I wish I could hear your laughter
Contagious to all you meet
I wish I could hold you one more time
Just one more is all I ask
I wish to hold your hand in mine
A memory that would always last
But wishes went up in smoke
When firemen were too late to your door
My heart, my brother, my friend-gone
My heart shattered on the hospital floor
Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 10:19 AM UTC
I think if I were an animal
I’d be a magpie
Collect all the wonders of the world
Collect all the stories across continents
Written, read, and told
New worlds, old ones,
All the knowledge I could hold
Collect paintings, sculptures, symphonies
Till my heart has no room
Hallelujah chorus ringing deep inside me
Starry night swirls to the tune
Find the magic in a hummingbirds wings
Find beauty as a church bell sings
Find peace in a soft trickling streams
Find the wonder in collected dreams
Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 6:32 PM UTC
I walk like the world is watching
Every day I’m on a stage
Stand tall, just keep on walking
Don’t fall, don’t think of stopping.
A spot light on every step
Keep walking like the world is watching
The sun in the sky is burning
Till twilight comes and darkness falls
And only the stars are watching.
Dec 20, 2015
Dec 20, 2015 at 5:11 PM UTC
Are you ever going
To give me a chance?
Or should I try
To forget you
Like a dream that's
Too good to be true
Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 5:55 PM UTC
I'm not afraid of growing old.
No, I fear not remembering and dying alone
I'm not afraid of the dark.
No, I fear the empty silence and the unknown.
I'm not afraid of the end of life.
No, I fear I will leave nothing behind
I'm not afraid of death.
No, I only fear dying with too much life left.
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 12:19 PM UTC
When we met I knew
You're so much more than a one night stand
I knew I'd want to hold your hand
I wish I had the guts to say something
Cause I know you don't see
How perfect you are to me.
With you, I want to lie under the sky
Wrapped in your arms
I want to make wishes on shooting stars.
But I'm scared I don't know the real you.
And I'm scared you'd run from the real me.
What happens when you realize I'm crazy.
What happens if you find out
I think about you every day?
What happens if you walk away?
I want to say all this to you...
But I know I'm going to erase this
And pretend I never wrote it.
I'll tell myself to keep it in,
To guard my heart
Because it will never start.
But what would happen if
I sent this to you now?...
I wish I had the guts to find out.
Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 11:08 PM UTC
Feeling lonely
And kinda tired
Of living
But not of life
Once I thought
My time had come
To leave this world
For the next
Life was trouble
Not worth the pain.
I tried to die, then
I had to learn to live again
I longed to live
A life full of joy
I never thought
All I had to do
Was to just keep
Moving on
Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 7:45 PM UTC
I know you spell it with an i
But that would have been to easy
You know I had to make it rhyme
I had to make it cheesy
Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 7:08 PM UTC
Dragging my body outta bed
Remembering the night before
Getting back at 3 am
Never wanting to stop
Kissing good bye
Remembering every sore muscle
Being rubbed out
With hands that were strong
And impossibly gentle
Remembering a new soreness
In places that are secret
Remembering that
There are no secrets left
Getting outta bed
With 6 hours of sleep
Smiling like a fool
Walking to class
Because I was remembering
A night with you.
Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 7:06 PM UTC