Snatching ghosts of the nights from the mouths of men,
I am the watcher on the walls.

Holding your hand through the valley of the shadow of death,
I fear no evil.

From hellish waste to emerald isle
From sad to smile, I'm worth your while,

Speak every time you stand - do not forget yourself.

Do not let one moment go by that doesn't remind you that your heart beats a hundred thousand times a day and that's enough gallons of blood...

to make every one of you oceans

punch numbers in my calculator
kick off my day with a double black
thump my feet to the sound of my cars bass
  boot up my laptop
    before shooting a few hoops after school
what am i fighting for

No, said I, the rock on which you thought to build your love.
Don't dash yourself on me.

Why's it so hard to write a ten word poem?

Its her
and its a:
*******
its a:
Lost Breath
its a:
Weak Knee
its a:
Barely Stifled Smile
its her
and its just started
luv ya x

opening my chakra
feeling a little less darker
a couple of drinks is my marker
but its always just the starter

at the brink and then I'm past it
it was fun while it lasted
now I hand over to my master
from the poodle to the mastiff

screaming who wants war
blocked from the liquor store
my mind wants more
but my liver isn't sure

back to waking up at noon
soaked in bile like some cartoon
know that by the time I see the moon
I'll be singing the same tune