Story tellers
Authors
Bards
Weavers of word
Poets
Heralds
Criers and friars
All on a mission
A goal in the front of mind
To tell the stories of all mankind
To teach the lessons learned and past
To those in the future so they may last

A memory
A fleeting color or feeling

Not so much a place
Not so much a word

It's something greater
Deeper in meaning

Yet less refined

Something that was and yet
Never existed

A memory created in a time destroyed

Gone in the moment you notice it

Simply morning mist on the river banks of your mind.

Empty Hollow Pain
It drives my brain insane

I don't know how to explain the words
The feelings
Blocking my way

You were a friend first
A lover second

You were someone I loved
Someone I cherished

I'm sorry it had to end
Goodbye sweetie

Forever yours
My love

How
They asked
Can you Hate
That which others hold so dear
That which is the product
Of your blood sweat and tears

How can you Hate
That which you create

The answer I give
Always the same
It was piece
I made it out of vain
It exist
Just because of pain
It's worth
Justified by those who say

What a beautiful piece of art

Unfortunately burned into my brain
The praise of the piece
The one I hate

I love you
I mean it when I say it
I mean it more than you know
I love you so much it hurts me to know you're sad or low

I just want

No I NEED you to be happy
Because you make me happy
You bring a light to my heart
You give me a pulse, something to spark a flame
Burning your smile into my brain
All because
I love you

Show me a smile
One from your heart
The same heart that breaks when we were apart

Show me a smile
Give me one of the best
Make me see that you love me, more than the rest

I know it's not easy but we can make it work
Just as long as you
Smile for me

People always say
Let love go and it will come back
This notion held me like a tether
Like a thin rope of leather
Lifting me up light as a feather
All so you could help put me back together