Be weary dear traveler;
For there is a long road yet ahead
It is bumpy and broken;
And will place lies in your head
But if you stay focused
With your goal in your sight
Never give up;
And you just might;
Make it out alive
With minor bumps and or bruises
Only the ones who give in;
Are the ones who truly loses

I am drowning
My body has become heavy;
And is dragging me down under the current
I am cold;
And nothing is as it seems
Drifting slowly in the tide
I am weak
Thoughts of pushing back against the stream elude me
I am not me
Black masks my identity;
Forcing my entity to blend with the surroundings
I am lost;
Forever becoming the tide

The eagerness to write is slowly fading
Ideas dry up as the days pass
My hands,once tools for the manifestation of imagination, have began to forget their purpose.
As the title of creator slowly moves further from my reach;
A deep depression overcomes me
The realization that all that I stand for is becoming a myth
The will to live has eluded me
Unable to find a purpose in this world, nor can I see one being possible
As the grass grows and the sun shines, I begin to fade from memory
Sinking slowly into turmoil and despair, I envy all able to float
I hope one day soon I am able to rise above

Walk with water;
And feel with fire
Let your heart burn with desire
Let your mind become air
Allow your temple to be earth
All may enter
As the world drips around you
Stay focused on your center

Flow free like the air that flows between our hair
Be the thing that people need;
Though they may not know it
Enter quietly upon the life of a being;
Caress their skin with such little effort
Let your presence be known, but do not disrupt
Fly high overhead
Look down over the lives that you touch everyday
The bodies that breathe you in and out;
Know that you are just as much a part of them as they are you
Flutter gracefully in their thoughts;
And lovingly in their hearts
Dance with their spirit, it may just dance with you

Small embers burn ever so slightly on the edges of my heart
Hopefully someone will blow very gently upon them;
Possibly starting a never ending fire in my heart
This takes a special person;
Someone who does not give up easily
One who would want to do such a task;
And to maintain the growing fire;
Making sure it never goes out
I believe this person to be my soulmate;
The guardian of my flame
Never to leave my side;
And I will never leave theirs
I too will make sure their inner flame never goes out;
Becoming their guardian in the process
We will always be together;
Burning ever so bright;
For all of eternity