Among the stillness unafraid, there all alone I found my fear
unannounced the burden laid, the form was wind inside my ear
amid the whispers and the doubt, I spoke to reassure the pith
a waste of time from seed to sprout, I gave my power to the myth
in doing so I claimed some strength, foreseeing failure in advance
selling short removing length, it seemed a safer route than chance
so I leave it to my better self, wherever at the strong wind blows
to see it clear in better health, a true prison's always self imposed

Espoused to the moon was the lady in red
she who only kept secrets inside of her head
many have perished in search of the key
that would unlock the center they all hoped to see
deep in the forest at the heart of the glade
in water half frozen alone she would bathe
to battle her demons and test her will
her beauty entranced all who sauntered those hills
just echoing laughter on a sweet path they crossed
now they'll wander forever yet never be lost

many tears beneath your fingers telling smiles and summer seas
honeyed voice of many singers amid the flowers I will be
burning suns amassed in oceans, lovingly I viewed the orbs
whispered words the wind had spoken in a voice as soft as yours
as wanton flow of childish daydream or lovers quarrels come to pass
the time among all life is fleeting for none of this was built to last
from blinding light to utter blackness cloak me tightly in you soil
though many mourn, I'm glad to pass this time of sorrow, place of toil

Taking in this poison has become our daily lives
we're so caught up in living, we've forgotten to survive

You remind my mind of magic this body had let go
like the tiny tender shoots that come before the snow
you make mock of mockeries a lesser heart might hold
and sing of things at once belied by souls already cold
You laugh long and easily in place of doubts and fear
my worry only complicates the things your eyes see clear
I held you once and dreamt of all the thoughts I'd help you see
I take my comfort knowing that the student has been me

I am death, breaker of men, rider of winds, shade in the glen, I am deep, I rise like tides, when owls call, another dies, for I am time, I crumble walls, I span the aether, and take whats mine

Why does god hide in allegory when his creations need him most
and yet comes hands out with stories when collections need a host

Where is the music in your words
once they flowed like water, and sang like the birds
the verses drone on now, the chorus a stain
you play three notes in the key of pain
gone are the melodies alive and sweet
now it's the devils tritone that sways your feet

Do you think Van Gogh lost his ear because he couldn't stand criticism
do you believe Beethoven became deaf cause he couldn't handle cynicism
do you truly believe art is unable to transcend our silly likes and follows      then bury your head once more poor soul and in ignorant misery wallow

I drink the night like milk
a mothers warm embrace
I count the stars like silk
they enter through my face
I take in these layered tunes
by sound of brook on stone
an oath sworn by the moon
   the night is mine alone

I hope you ******* choke on all the words you spoke as lies
a sarcastic little joke too stuck on blowing smoke to act surprised

if the bright sky was your idol I'd try to tear it down
if you laughed only in whispers I'd just ignore the sound
if your body was a temple I'd surely desecrate it first
if your mind became enlightened I'd remind you of thirst
if you willingly discarded all that we once had
well I guess it's plain to see that I'd be pretty mad

Delve, my dreamer into vast landscapes
and forswear yourself to never wake
a smile that laughs in dance and sings
one that wonders wildly at all things
you fly from frost when the world's cold
to catch changing paths as they unfold
leaves kept green, untamed, your wilds
I love your wisdom, my knowing child

There's nothing for them here, but years and hollow doubt
they've tied with lace and empty space, like ghosts to move about

Wake up from slumber brother where is your mind
uncover rubble slumberer the truth you've yet to find
raise your voice up whisperer the serpents coil poised
they strangle at our throats, and we've yet to make a noise
smile knowingly devourer the earth is nearly reaped
wake up from slumber brother, lest it happen while you sleep

Waste your cheap whispers on hollow bones, and forget all the blisters that got you home, blacken the chimney with warm sin, by skill very nimbly conceal within, and when it's frigid in winter and snow drove, you will still be gathering splinters for your old stove

Where are the whispers that graced my ears
Where are the songs that soothed my fears
Where are the raindrops on skin like silk
Where now are all the others of your ilk
Where are the fingers that traced my spine
Where are the eyes that once held mine
Where are the hearts that together did weep
All lost between the contrast of awake and sleep

With motley colors unbroken you rearrange
until words plain spoken grow and change
unbent by convention unbowed by kings
reinvent a connection with all living things
watch on the sidelines or stand up to shout
following guidelines is not what it's about
own the voice that sprouts from your lungs
it reverberates a choice from the center of one

Dip your dark quill into a vast ink
draw forth anomalies to make me think
drink in the night just to spew it back
in a shape unfathomed by those that lack
those eyes which see and know to burn
and bring form to lessons aptly learned
come the dawn I'll wonder at deep words
if your voice in the dark was truly heard

Tell me a story or speak the truth, travel back to forgotten youth
awaken the innermost self and free, build an effigy cry your plea
plant some seeds, ponder growth, tear down walls or swear an oath
but stain the page that once was white, free your demons.......Write