Among the shadows,
in the dark of night,
Something is lurking, 
It doesn't feel right.

You can't hear me,
But you know I am there.
You can't see me,
Yet you feel my stare.

I sit and I spy
As you do your bad deed
With my watchful eye,
I see you fulfilling your greed.

Beware! Beware!
For out I will come.
Beware! Beware!
There's nowhere to run.

For I will be on you
In the dark of night
And they'll see what you've done
Clear as black and white.

You will tell us your lies,
The Truth will come out.
And the whole world will know,
What you're really about.

For among the shadows
Is a place you should fear.
When I come, you will scream
But no one will hear.

3/26/14

I have often heard the sky is blue and how the grass is green,
But I haven't got the slightest clue as to what that's supposed to mean,
No, I've only heard the stories of a sun shining bright.
You see, I was born into the dark, never to know the light.

I know birds by their songs and trees by their shade.
My fingers run for miles on hills artificially made,
Painting pictures in my mind of things I never knew,
Looking for some insight, searching for the truth. 

I have smelled the color purple, I have heard the color blue!
I have tasted green and yellow, and the combination of the two!
I can feel the color orange like the warm late summer breeze,
And the pale blue of the waters in winter when they freeze.

But all I see are the missing trees and those who make no sound,
Ghosts of my own making, look at what they're taking, never to be found.

The Sleeper sits among the shadows
Dark and dreary beneath the gallows
Go near him never still my dearest
Or else to slumber fall, I fearest.

Pray don't close thine eyes my dear,
Please, don't take to slumber
I know thine eyes are heavy
I know thy feelest weak
Pray, don't close thine eyes my dearest
Please, don't take to sleep.

Listen here my dearest, take to see and look
The Sleeper, he is waiting, there upon thy stoop.
Waiting, oh just waiting, for thou to givest in,
But dare ye not to let the Sleeper win.

Pray don't close thine eyes my dear,
Please, don't take to slumber
I know thine eyes are heavy
I know thy feelest weak
Pray, don't close thine eyes my dearest
Please, don't take to sleep.

He's at the door now, I hear the pounding;
The Sleeper's voice sickly resounding,
Calling out my name, my dear!
Calling me to sleep, I fear,
The dark so quietly surrounding.

Don't let me close mine eyes my dear!
Don't let me take to slumber.
Mine eyes are growing heavy,
My heart is growing weak...
Don't let me close mine eyes my dearest,
Pray, don't let me take to sleep.

9/6/14

"America, the beautiful," you once were said to be.
Where men would fight to keep this place the land of brave and free.

But now instead these men that fight are left so far behind
They are pushed way to the back, out of sight out of mind.
It is my hope that by the end of this you'll see,
Although they fought with courage we are all but free.

America, America, upon which God's grace had shone 
With liberty and justice for all, where'er the flag was flown.

But now there is another flag that mocks God in his face
What is now a symbol of sinful lusts was once that of God's grace.
And now no longer do we have what's called a home of liberty
For where is justice in the killing of the unborn, this I just can't see.

America, once beautiful, so far you've come since then
You did your best to play the act, but forgot your lines again.

You tried so hard to conquer hate, by making laws to call it crime
Our courts are full of useless debates that in the end just waste our time.
We sit and act like nothing's wrong, as if we're clean and pure
We breathe our last so painfully, yet still reject the cure.

America, America, where will the line be drawn?
Or will you slowly crumble into the fading dawn?

You say if done for love then it's all fair and good,
That these sinners are all just simply misunderstood.
But what about the ******, or the *******?
Everything they do still brings themselves a crooked, ***** smile.

America, so sick with sin, or do you still not see,
Our country has been littered with gross *******.

You fill the minds of all the kids with things they should not see,
Showing your approval to things that should not be.
You now begin to act like you for them know what is best.
Forcing rules in all the schools and claiming parents as the pest.

America, America, will there be hope for you one day?
Will there be a time at last when you hear the truth we say?

To you who are no longer sick, to whom the cure He gave,
Will you let this country fall into it's miry grave?
Will you not help to guide the shot, nor correct their aim?
Will you not choose to take a stand and with one voice proclaim:

“America! America! May God's grace to you be shown!
May you return His truth, into the land we call our home!”

America, so beautiful, you can someday become,
When the fight to stand for Truth, becomes a battle won.

7/12/13

Anger. 
I can see it in his eyes,
I can smell it on his breath.
How is he even standing?
He's lost all self control
(As if he had any to begin with)
Fear is swelling within my soul
So afraid of going back into that hole. 

He's so full of hatred,
I can smell it on his breath,
Screaming and shouting,
And spitting in my face,
Says he's going to put me
Back into my place. 
Down on my knees,
 Face down on the ground,
Until I beg and I plead
Or don't make any sound. 

What an animal, what a monster,
Drunk with hate and distrust,
I can see it in his eyes,
I can smell it on his breath;
How is he even standing?
Or how can he see,
So caught up with anger
Staring, screaming at me. 

He swings at my head,
Striking my face;
(Without make-up for cover,
I would be a disgrace.)
He throws me around like trash
Putting me "in my place"
Face down in the ground where I belong;
Where I am weak, meek,
And my outlook is bleak;
Where all light is gone. 

I don't want to go back into that hole,
It's cold and dark, black like his soul.
I'm sick and tired of being afraid,
But he's stronger than I,
Or so he likes to proclaim,
But I see it in his eyes
And I can smell it on his breath
Tonight he's threatening death.

He's coming at me again,
To hit me once more,
I won't take it this time,
I'm losing my mind,
So I dig my thumbs into his eyes
And scratch at his face.
It's time everyone sees him as the disgrace.

How is he even standing,
Why won't he just fall,
He doesn't seem to be phased at all.
I can see it in his eyes, 
I can smell it on his breath
He's so drunk with anger
I'm never finding rest. 

He pushes me once
 And pushes me again, 
Starting to lose his balance 
Every now and then. 
Just to catch my own 
I lean my hand against the table
To find a pair of scissors right there 
So I question if I'm able.
 He grabs the bat by the door,
 And charges, no light left in his eyes
Before I even know it 
we're on the floor and both surprised.

His expression is unchanging
Now drunk from so much shock
I can see it in his eyes
I can smell it on his breath
This is our last goodbye.
His body is oozing life, 
I can feel it on my hand,
The warmth of that red essence
Dripping down my arm. 

Will this ever wash off?
Will I ever be free?
From the guilt deep within
That is eating me?
My shirt is stained a crimson red,
Life dripping from his lips to my head. 
I see nothing in his eyes,
I smell nothing on his breath,
The guilt is eating me up inside
But at least I've found my rest.

12/8/14

When I heard how she felt I couldn't stop from grinning,
But everyone told us from the very beginning,
"You're too young, this is wrong,
You won't last that long."

But we swore to them and to each other
We would be different, we would be better
It would always be the two of us,
Both of us together.

Still, we felt the pressure wherever we'd go,
Making it harder not to one day hear "I told you so."
We tried so hard to do our best,
And prayed that God would take care of the rest.

But it seemed we were never told we did anything right,
Only scolded when we did something wrong,
Keeping us awake, worried late at night, 
Afraid of thinking we wouldn't last long.

And although it wasn't true, at the time that's how it seemed,
Just me and her against the world, with a love like a dream.
Nevertheless, every dream must come to an end
Only this time, the cost would be losing a friend.

For just like in a dream, you don't know you are dreaming
You just look at the blue sky and the sun beams, beaming
Making me feel so alive, with her hand in mine.
With no recollection of the passing time.

But in reality a storm cloud was coming
And everyone headed to the hills running,
All the while we thought we were smart and cunning
To weather the storm so stunning
And finally be free from the looks of the world scared running.

We were happy and alone when it started to rain,
Until the rain brought the pain and it started to pour,
And so we swore to each other that we would endure.
But as the wind started blowing and the sun began to set,
We had to see just how far we could get.
Had I only known that the dream was near the end
I wonder if I would've found a way to keep my friend.

And as it goes when waking up from a dream,
You find that nothing was ever as it seemed.
Just as the downpours turn to steady rain, turns to infrequent showers,
And the sunrise reflects off water dripping off every flower,
So the memories of a fading dream dissolve with every passing hour.
For when love is like a dream, you'll always close your eyes 
Only to have them open to the most deplorable surprise.

12/11/14

Tomorrow shall I go to Paris for I'm searching to find
Those who witnessed a man killed for looking behind,
He who did something to Nobody while Everyone lied
And rushed him and beat him with sticks till he died.

I'll leave tomorrow, for today the sun beams are beaming
And tomorrow is a dream I didn't know that I'd be dreaming,
Where empty streets run red with blood and thunder
Leaving me alone with time to wonder:

If yesterday was Wednesday what will its tomorrow be?
Where are the witnesses who witnessed thee
Wandering alone in thine own misery?

Where went the rain on the road where you cried?
And what of Solitude who watched as you died?
You did something to Nobody but Everyone lied...
Why?