Close your eyes.
And dream.
Dream of me.
Dream of all that could have been.

Dream of the beaches and the passion.
Dream of the struggles and storms.
Dream of the sunrise and sun sets.
Dream of the two of us, amidst all of this.

Who am I kidding?
I am the one dreaming.
I am the one lost in fantasy.
I cant help but think.

All I can do is dream.
Of what could have been.
Of how I could have been that one.
Of where this is going to take us.

Wake up boy. Stop dreaming.
Don't fool yourself. Stop thinking.
Open your eyes and see what it actually is.
This isn't Neverland. This is real

This was the prettiest I've ever seen you.
It was the most passionate we ever got.
The greatest hug you ever gave me.
The saddest goodbye I ever said.

Last Night broke me.
It broke me in so many ways.
And it might be some time,
Till I'm ok.

Your neck, your thighs, your lips.
It was that night you never want to forget.
Something I wish went on till today, tomorrow.
Why was it the end?

Last night was your last goodbye.
Your last kiss. Your last hug.
The last I love you.
The end of what we are.

I long for the day you come back.
That will be it.
I could kiss you.
I could say I love you again.

My darling, come back.
I'm your dearie!
You're my Sapphire!
Lets dance together.

Lets leave this behind.
And go into it together!
Lets fight the world.
You and I.

Walk on water.
Sink in sand.
Dance on tue moon.
Defy all odds.

As long as its us.
Me protecting you.
You holding me.
For the love of us.

Wear that gem, hold it close.
May it remind you of me.
As I can't get you out of my mind.
Bring me that flash of green.

Bring me those eyes.
Bring me your pulse.
Bring me your ideas.
Give yourself to me.

How could i fight for something that isn't mine?
Why am I protecting something that I can't have.
I want to win her heart.
I want to hold her tight.

I'm fighting myself to hold back.
But darling its so hard because its you.
You're a 160%...
Where can i find that?

You're worth the fight.
You're worth the punches.
You're worth the damage.
You're worth the struggle.

If you are not mine, and I am giving you this much.
Fighting this much,
Imagine if you were mine, how much more would i fight?
How much more would I give?

I am oblivious to my own limits.
I am oblivious to how this will end.
But whatever the choice, ill stand beside you.
Ill smile from a distance or hold you tight and kiss you.

You're worth the fight.
Wherever this road may lead us.
Everything ends in a heartbreak;
Some heart breaks are more worth it then others!

Just like this.

I still have it in me.
I still have the urge.
This rage I'm feeling.
Its me resisting to fight.

The gods know it.
The demons feel it.
The angels fear it.
I can't fight it.

The power to fight for you,
Would he greater then the Heathen Army itself.
But where's my chance?
Who can I fight?

The ravens scourge the battle field.
In search of the Goddess.
Trying to find that pretty sparrow.
Ears open to the sirens song.

But all they could find is a blinded Medusa.
Snakes can bite,
But she can turn no one to stone.
Medusa refuses to fight, unless its for you.

I saw you in my dream.
Last night you were there.
As clear as light.
As bright as day.

I can't believe it.
You drove to me.
You made sure I was ok.
Because I'm not.

You were there,
You smiled.
You missed me.
As a friend, as a lover.

And I do too.
I close my eyes and you're there.
I open them, i want you to be there.
What have I become?

Will you ever come to me?
Will i ever hold you again?
Will I stop dreaming of you?
Will I stop writing about you?

It pains me to know,
That you're in his arms.
This dream might fade away,
With you not even looking back at us...

How are you?
I dont know.
What do you feel?
I...I am.

Where are you?
Im in Limbo.
Can you describe it?
Yes.

Theres a lot of wind, and I cant stay still.
A lot of wind but no waves in the water.
A lot of wind but the ships have no sails.
The skies have no stars, nor clouds.

The sun doesnt shine.
The moon doesnt glow.
The devil isnt home.
And Gods on vacation.

Theres a lot of wind. Hes a bully.
Hes pushing me around.
Confusing me. Showing me visions.
Created from dust. Easily dismembered.

Have you tried standing up to the wind?
Baby, i never sat down.
So how does he keep pushing you down?
There is no down or up, theres around, in Limbo.

Theres no music.
Only thinking is allowed as long as you dont show it.
No tears, no fear, no expression.
You have to just be.

Do you know when youll be out?
There are no doors, and no sails. No escape.
Dont worry youll be ok!
I know I will...I always am?

As the sun burns away.
Knives leave scars on the body.
Scars that your words dont show.
Yet now they are seen.

I am thorn between two.
One i know. One that was.
One i dont. One that wont.
Both painful.

A Robin from the past;
The Tulip of Ubar.
A Sparrow from the now;
The Sapphire Siren.

A clouded mind will keep you there, lost in thought.
You're there in my head. The both of you.
One forbidden, one forsaken.
Only path you will lead me to, is that of suffering.

Its time to sharpen the axe.
Beat the drum.
Call the executioner.
The time has come.

I cannot cry.
The last tear was dry.
I disappointed myself with crying.
So ill leave it in.

Refrain from feeling sad.
Do not pity yourself for being in the storm.
Shield yourself, arm yourself.
Be the ******* storm.

Every tear i shed was a memory,
A golden memory.
But as i hold on to your memories,
I am shredded with anger.

I let myself down.
I betrayed myself and you.
I feared others seeing me as a monster.
When I have truly become one.

I shall not deny it.
But embrace it.
I apologise for my weakness.
I apologise for the romance.

I do not regret it.
I still wish for it.
I still love you.
And i cant get you out of my head.

But this rage,
Rage against my decisions.
My thoughts and actions.
I am weak and destructive.

Im the Thief of Hearts.
A Monster to Men.
A Rebel to Fathers.
But a treasure to you.

I lost a war i didn't get to fight.
I lost a war i didn't want to fight.
I lost a war i didn't know i was fighting.
I lost a war i didn't want to lose.

But I salute you.
The honesty.
The truth.
The trust.

You didn't fall soldier.
And if you feel,
That you might burn out,
Or lose yourself:

Rise
And rise again
Until lambs
Become lions.

Thank you for the conversation.
Thank you for the memory.
Thank you for the touch.
Thank you for the poetry.

Know this...im still here for you.
Still here to help.
Still here to listen.
Still here to hope.

And who knows?
Maybe one day...
Faith might smile on us.
And give us a poem to write together.

I'm split in two.
A part of me needs to leave you alone.
Needs...not wants.
That is against my will.

The other part.
That part wants you.
With all my heart.
With all of my body.

Red skies cover the land.
Expanding, taking over the north and south.
Becoming a shadow of a land, uninhabitable.
Even the survivors have escaped.
Can the trees stand up again?
Can the rivers fill up again?
And if they do? How long till they disappear?

I walked in the dead of night.
Only the moon could guide me.
Show me where i am headed.
And the path i chose tonight led me to that green light.

I stood at the edge, felt the sea rash on my face.
I wanted it to consume me.
Let me be one with the waves.
Leave for a while.

But then...
I screamed my lungs out.
I let the anger out.
Only to let it bounce back in.

Love is a painful experience.
And when you hurt....you don't know how it happened.
For what sound does the heart make when it breaks?
Its as quiet as a dragons flap, yet as powerful as the wind he creates.

The feeling of ignorance.
The lust from attention.
It makes a man wonder.
How easy it is to be forgotten.

To be cast aside from a lover.
To be pushed away and led out.
By the same person who said,
I want to stay, don't go.

Where's the faith in that?
A goodbye can be temporary or forever.
But I don't believe in forever.
But I do believe in heart break.

Im here. You're not.
Im giving, you're not.
Im bleeding, you're stitching up.
Im hurting, you're healing.

Is it that easy to let someone go?
To let a memory go along with the wind.
To let a lover become the loved.
I understand it, finally.

If you must go, I must let you.
I cannot stop you from hurting me.
That is your decision.
And it looks like you did decide.

It takes time to let go.
To stitch yourself up,
To mend and mould those pieces of yourself that you willingly gave to others.
But there are no regrets. It just takes time.
To let go, to recover from the past.

But maybe...there are things i don't want to let go.

Everyone is afraid.
Of taking that leap.
Diving head first into the unknown.
Letting go of whats comfortable.

Don't be afraid.
For you might find something else.
In that darkness you might find true happiness.
What you truly desire.

Who knows?
You might have it all.
You might have nothing as-well.
But at least you'll find yourself.

Because out of the darkness,
You'll emerge.
Stronger, better, braver.
Do not fear change.

In the shadows:
Are monsters they created for us to fear.
But it isn't true.
Don't lie to yourself.

You're my temple.
I could talk to you.
Tell you everything.
You wouldn't judge.

The shadows are consuming me.
The nights are getting longer.
I can't sleep nor rest.
I'm exhausted.

I felt safe with you.
I felt at home.
Now, I'm by myself.
Away from sanctuary.

I waited for you on Monday.
Waited for your call.
Waited for you to say.
I came back to you.

Who is this dreamer I became?
When did I lose grip of the darkness?
When did i stop seeing the truth?
Become blinded by love and passion.

My language has become poetry.
My mind a revolution.
My heart still in your hands.
My body beaten and bruised.

I've no port to go home to.
No nest to rest in. I walk among mortals.
The Sapphire Goddess?
She went back to Olympus.

Put down your weapons.
Hold all fire.
Lower the black.
Weight the anchor.

I lost the fight.
Turned my own canons on me.
I destroyed my own ship.
To give her safe passage.

And now, I watch you sail away.
Watch you leave into the sun set with someone else.
Something I expected.
But not what I wanted.

There be no wind in my sails.
No character in my flag.
No cheer among my men.
What I possess is a small red gem.

I hold it close to me;
While I wait.
Wait for the wind to pick up.
Wait for my sails to fill up with wind.

You're Active.
One click away.
Just to check in, a simple;
Hello! How are you?

To know if you are thinking of me,
As much as I've been thinking of you.
I want to break the rules.
I was never one to block out my heart.

Not seeing you is killing me.
I thought it would make things easier.
Bit its hopeless.
I want to break all the rules. And come for you.

Take you with me,
Somewhere unknown.
Somewhere only we will know where to find.
And we will start meeting there.

Once every fourth night!
Just you and I.
To exchange tales.
To exchange hugs.

To see, is to inspire.
To touch, is to feel.
To understand, is to listen.
To be, is to act...

I lay here. Thinking.
I know what I am.
What I can do.
Not about my limitations though.

For I am sill man.
I am flawed.
I can be monstrous.
I can hurt.

Let me replace your insecurities with compliments.
Feed your romance with candles and poems.
Let me give you that thrill of being alive.
Let me remind you what it means to live and breath.

Let me not just cover you from the demons,
But give you the tools to fight them.
Allow me to sweep you off your feet on your darkest days.
Allow me to smile with you on the brightest of days.

My will to fight will never die, this is me.
My morale may be broken but my spirit remains.
I am who I am because of what I am.
I do what I do, because I know who you are.

Your words are sacred.
My poetry about you; intimate.
The look we share, out of this world.
The passion, barbaric.

Let the Pirate sail away,
With the goddess that is you.
Let the sea be our bed.
Let the sky be our home.

Like thief in the night
You crept into my heart.
You stayed there. Home.
Thats where you belong.

How can i let you go?
After all we have been through.
It cant be for nothing.
Ive still got fight.

I walk in darkness.
In a cave surrounded by black crystals.
The deeper I go. The darker it gets;
The less visible that light behind me becomes.

It's colder now.
The crows have started to sing.
The vampires are coming out of the shadows.
Im in the eye of the storm.

I can hear the waves.
I can see the crescent moon behind the clouds.
There is a light at the end of the cave.
And beneath me, a cliff held up by titans.

I want to go for a swim.
Just jump in.
Swim away with the current.
Go on...do it!

Break the stanza,
Taint the poems.
Burn the letters and jump;

The curiosity is ******.
Hell hath no fury like this storm.
Look outside and you'll see...

The winds uprooting trees.
The thunders shaking mountains.
The rain is drowning titans.

I want to be in the middle of it all.
I could live through it.
I could let it consume me.

But I wouldn't run away from it.
Not while there is still wind in my sails.
Not while theres still passion in your eyes.

Whatever the result.
Go through it or not.
Either way its worth it.

The storm will not be my enemy.
The storm is an experience.
The storm will help me find who I am.

You're not the enemy here.
You're no villain.
I've come to believe no one is in this situation.

We are two people who fell into a storm.
Whatever you do...
Please don't ride the wind without me.

I attempted to move forward tonight.
I was with a different crowd.
There was a girl I though I might like.
But all i could think of was you.

She isn't you.
Non of them walk like you.
Talk like you.
None of them give out the same energy.

How am I supposed to move on?
How can I?
I'm ******* up.
Its hard holding back.

I can talk to you. But I'm doing this for you. Not me. If it were be I'd be there.
Still in the picture.
But I was hurting and confusing you.

But how can I know if you're ok?
How can I make sure he is respecting you?
How can I know he is giving you what you need?
Or that he sees you as you?

All I want to do is connect.
Break the silence.
I'm afraid you'll forget me.
I'm afraid you've already started to drift away.

The toughest battles we fight.
They be not on the battle field.
They be not at sea.
They lie in your head.

It's the voice of the girl you love.
The melody of the Siren you held.
The moan of last nights trial.
The echoes of screams illuminating from the soul.

This is the torture I must endure for being undeceive.
This is how I shall atone for my sins.
This is what I deserve for my failures.
This is my penance.

I am prey to eyes.
I am a victim of those gazing sapphires.
But now, I lay down my sword.
And I cover my eyes.

I am blind like justice.
And must drift back into the desert.
Water the Tulip I betrayed.
Find Ubar once more.

Attempt to fix what was broken.
Regain trust, strength.
**** the muse.
Put an end to soft romance.

Now comes the true battle.
No more tears left to shed.
No more demons to fight.
Now, there be only people.

To you, I am your love.
To them, I am the devil incarnate.
They do not trust me, with reason.
They do not respect me, thats unjust.

I am a man of honour.
And now, you have encountered your monster.
So, let me introduce you to him.
Bring it on.

Let the romance continue.
Let the healing begin.
Let the demons rise again.
Let the Cold war commence.

By the gods,
That have no mercy on our soul.
That have no control over my thoughts.
Last night, you visited me in my dream.

This be not the first,
This might not be the last.
Yet my reaction in this one,
Was more heathen then others.

You came up to me. Slowly and gently.
Caressed my hand, in the cold outside.
And I, under the moon ever so bright.
Pushed you and held you against a wooden wall.

You gazed into my eyes,
Those Sapphire eyes wondered what comes next.
What I never did before to you,
I did last night.

One hand holding your wrist raised up against the wall.
One hand clutching your waist, pulling you towards me.
And in a blink of a second.
I moved in for the kiss. A kiss of passion.

No time for you to react and push me away.
No time to think otherwise. Think of him...
This time. I had to do it. I wouldn't control it.
After all, you're in my dreams, my world.

I felt your lips again, as soft as wool.
As passionate as the wolves chasing the sun.
I lust for you, i crave you.
I want to conquer your physical world.

I have your heart, not your body.
I desire both. By the gods, I do.
Oh how I miss your sweet touch my goddess.
How I long for that kiss to strike me down.

I saw your face glowing the moon, after your hand left my neck.
I saw that look, that sweet seductive look.
You wanted more. I could give you more.

Rage is transferred to passion.
Love merged with lust.
I have no control over this.
Come take this passion...its you I'm dreaming of.

My heart beats louder then Thors hammer.
My kiss more ferocious then Zeus' anger.
My passion more fruitful then Dionysius wine fields.
My love for you is more beautiful then Baldurs persona.

Memory is torture.
Hurting in the present while visiting the past.
Even dreams are torment.
Dreams if night and those we had.

Tulip of Ubar, let no one else pluck you out.
I am still rooted alongside you.
Unsure of what I want.
I am split in half.

I want the Tulip and Rose.
The Sparrow and the Robin.
I want it all.
But I also want none.

One belongs to another.
One belongs to no one.
And where do I belong?
Which way out of Limbo?

I see you both in my dreams.
One more prominent then the other.
One less seductive yet more emotional.
Yet...no rest. Just tension.

Odin had his ravens.
Thought and Memory.
I have mine aswell;
Torture and Torment.

Once a Muse is there.
It shall remain to taunt the writer.
Inspire the artist to create.
Fuel the thinker to wonder.

I want to write;
But im running out of paper.
I want to write;
But it hurts with every word I jot down.

I want to create;
Make things to put you in them.
I want to create;
But I can't show you anything.

I want to think;
Think of you and I, against all odds.
I want to think;
But Im too lost in my own head.

Im out of papers. Ive written too much, yet cannot stop.
My memory is fill. Ive imagined to my own exhaustion.
Im out of time. Ive created my own utopia.

I cant breathe. Im anxious.
I cant eat. My stomach hurts.
I cant let go. My heart is in tourment.

There is no winner here.
I did not win.
You did not win.
We both lost.

No loss is greater then the other.
A loss is a loss.
No matter the outcome in the end.
No matter the road taken at the end.

I have lost a war.
I have lost a friend.
I have lost a partner.
I have lost myself.

My heart is about the explode.
My stomach aches in pain.
My head throbbing in sorrow.
My eyes red from tears.

I am sure you feel no different.
I wish I could say this will change.
I see you there. Only a click away.
Right in front of me. Yet...so distant.

Head throbbing,
From a week of emotional madness.
Morale borderline,
From a month of rejection.

Tonight, marks one week.
And all I wanted to do,
Was come over.
Even though it is way past midnight.

The mist was heavily drizzling on vehicles.
The streets empty. But the music was loud.
Out of the clouds, bare and brave.
Stood the crescent super moon.

Sitting on the city of the Dome.
It almost led me there. To you.
But, as time passes. You seem to grow distant.
It feels as though, I'm out and done.

I wanted to get wine,
So we drink till the moon lost its light.
Dance the night away intoxicated.
Tell you and show you hope beautiful the moon is.

Almost as you.
A brilliant luminating god.
Not as bright as your eyes.
A joy to gaze upon.

It seems that I haven't accepted faith yet.
But the pain soothes it.
Can you say hi?
Is it too much to ask? Or unfair to him?

I lay in bed a night.
Hoping I'd hear from you.
Wishing you were thinking of me.

What happened to the long nights of discussion.
What happened to the warm nights in your arms.
What happened to the everlasting gaze in your eyes.

They say distance helps separate people.
But not when theres unfinished business.
Not like this. This doesn't feel right.

I have the motivation to fight.
I have the reason to fight.
Yet, i don't have the blessing to fight for you.

You want me to hate you.
Make it easier for you.
But I harbour no hate for you.

I am jealous of what he has.
I am sorry for what I lost.
I am empty because you're silent.

A boy got chased by wolves
and got lost in a forest.
He knew of all the dangers that would arise.
He was aware.

The trees created clouds of leaves.
No light pierced through. Nothing.
He couldn't see.
But he could hear.

He heard a sparrows chirp.
And though he know not where she might take him.
He blindly followed her.
All she needed to do was chirp.

She led him out of the forest.
Out to safety. But it was nightfall.
It was still dark and dangerous.
And night brings fowler things then wolves.

It brought creatures from the deep.
The sparrow sat on the boys shoulder as they walked.
They walked alone until they came to a river.
They were afraid of what lies in the deep.

A fair tale was heard from quite a distance.
A ballad of a Robin and the Star of the Sea.
A siren was recalling.
Telling the tale while gently splitting the waves with her fair scales.

She approached the boy and his sparrow and she explained the story. But they got lost in conversation.
For you see, the sparrow knew that the conversation would create safety.
And that conversation would protect him from the night.

The Sparrow and the boy need not fear what may come.
Yet embrace it. Adapt to it.
Let happen what is to be done.
Let the story write itself.


The Ballad of a Robin and the Star of the Sea.

'Oh a Robin he gazed upon a star one night, a star that shined the brightest light. Wishing shed fall and fly with him. Each night he sang her to sleep.  Until one day she escaped the sky and the Robin chased her and flew after her. But the star fell and sank in the River Grace. Yet the star still shined brighter, even brighter then before and the Robin still gazed upon this star, a star now reflecting the waves of the deep. Now the Robin noticed that the star was now closer then before, therefore the acted upon it. Some say the Robin swam to the star and managed to reach her, and stayed down there with her. Others recall the tale of how one ray would fall directly on the Robins red chest and he'd sing to her and the star would echo the song all across the river. Some creatures recall hearing it..."

Tonight i walked among waves and stars.
Tonight i noticed sounds that i take for granted.
Did you know waves speak?
Did you know stars express?

There is a green light that flashes in a Gatsby manner.
Under a red bridge that has seen a war.
Theres a small stone where you can rest upon,
And hear all the tales of the ocean.

The wave that brushes the sea floor is the same wave that brought Napoleon to our shores.
Do you ever think of how old a wave is?
Where it came from? How far it travelled?

What about its sound?
If the sea reflects the skies above.
Does that mean the sounds of waves are mimicked by something else?
One can only winder and think.

But tonight. Ill sit alone.
Creating new poems about the silence of the stars.
Finding myself. Feeding the wind.
Listening to the ocean.

To understand is a gift.
Understanding a situation,
Knowing what you must do.
Feeling what's around you.

But Hells fire is made of passion.
Thunder is made of pounding hearts.
Lightning is created when they collide.
And that's when understanding shifts.

I understand its wrong. Chaotic even. Destructive? But what can you do?
Can others make the choice for us?
Why can't we let go?

To be romantic is to promise spontaneity.
Candles and stars, moons and waves.
To be adventurous is to accept change.
Likes and dislikes, new hobbies and passions.

Lets the sparrow fly freely.
Let the sailor follow her.
Let the siren sing melodies.
Let the sailor join in song.