The monsters are everywhere
In our stores and homes
On our streets
Running our world
The look like us
Act like us
We say we see them as different
But most are never recognized
There's no way to stop them
Old ones die, new ones born
There will never be an end
Always a demon underneath
Greed is their friend
Power, their lover
Without control, there is no satisfaction
The crave suppression
They will fight for what they want
Haunt our steps
We never had a choice
We cannot destroy ourselves

We have all seen and felt
The boy by the shore
He is quiet and calm
He invites you in to play
Seems harmless to everyone

This boy has a dark side
He will pull you in until you cant get out
Push you down to the sands below
Bury ships at his feet
Until there is life no more

Two creatures
So near to one another
And still so far away
One is cold and colourless
The other hot and fiery

So alike, yet so different
We can see them both
But rarely together
One guards our existence
The other shines with beauty

True opposites
These two majestic creatures
They are not part of our world
However they hold a place in it
Two demons of fire and ice

From their perch up high
Bright leaves become fireside shades.
Then fall to the floor

The time will soon come
When bright lights illuminate
The fullest green trees

The green meadow holds
Many colours on the ground
Growing in silence

I've been here for about 2 years.
     I'm getting critique from all my peers.
          We sit at the bar and we say "Cheers!"
               And set ourselves up for the next frontier.

Every day and every night.
     Going over the steps is quite a fight.
          All I do is "Revise, Rewrite."
               Until im ready to say "Alright."

Im not yet ready to say goodbye.
     2012 went by in the blink of an eye.
          Please send me reviews and I'll reply.
               I'll just barely squeeze by.

Now numbers are the figure that beckons.
     One number specifically, the number two thousand.
          It skyrocketed so quick, I don't know what happened.
               Clearly, poetry must be my passion.