Sleep*
  Hanging in the eyes

           They struggle to open
But are tightly glued shut
  
              I wonder then,
When the dream began and ended

          And if I was ever awake
                        *At all

Dear sister  can you hear me
are you out their are you listening.
Do you know that they have got me,
do you know that I fee like I'm drowning.
Our father he did tell us about the monsters in the sea
He told us to be cautious
he taught us to be weary.
Now I've lost you the ocean floor.
now the very monsters have me, locked behind the door.
I don't know if your still breathing,
But if you are I'll tell you this.
I am aboard the vampiret ship

Aboard the ship that moves threw nightmares
The flags made of bones and ash
Threw your dreams we will go
Aboard this ship that we sail
Aboard the ship of black and soulless flags


I have lost you but one day find you
Then we will never again fear the night
We together aboard this ship that carries all of fear
Aboard the vampires ship

We are supposed to be at the hospital. The rest of my family is already there. My wife is yelling up the stairs. What am I doing. What's going on. We have to leave.

But I can't leave. I'm listening to a song. Searching it. I may have already heard it some thousands of times in my life. But this time is different. I'm listening for something. Something I think I’ve heard in it before. Only, at this moment it's kind of a life and death thing.

Forty miles away my sister lies in a Philadelphia hospital bed. Unconscious. Around her several machines sustain her life. My six other sisters and three brothers shuffle around and breathe the rest of the oxygen out of the room.  Right now, they're waiting for me to arrive so that we can end her life together. But I can't do it. I can't get up. I can't even make my legs move. I look down at my feet. My shoes. How do I put them on? At forty-one I'm so ashamed at all that I do not know.

Sitting here, frozen. Looking for answers from a Led Zeppelin song. It's just a reminder of how worthless I've become. Though, the truth is that I've never been good at anything. And this is my dilemma. How do I learn to become the man my family needs me to be, while somehow keeping the important parts of my world the same...as in not losing my sister.

For me, right now, only one thing is true; as long as I sit here, my sister is alive. As soon as I go there, *she dies.

When your eyes cry
alone in the night
do stars in the sky
shine a Heaven bright
do you see the moonlight
or is it just a fading light
in the cool of a mist
from a fallen kiss

When you dream tonight
will it be of me
holding you in a fantasy
or will I be a distant memory
of what was and will never be
that you can no longer see
now that I'm gone

When you hear a sad song
does the heart inside die
of what should belong
is it me that you miss
the touch of tenderness
do you open wings to fly
or do you not even try
now that I'm gone
Spiritwind ©2016

My heart yearns for a glare
In which the glimmer of the stars
Are framed by the cages of our irises
Where the rays of constellations
Are trapped in the void of our eyes
I wish to share my soul with yours

I want our glare
To pierce through the fabric of time
I wish for our eyes to lock before our lips touch
I want to feel your arms wrapped around my neck
As we share the warmth of our embrace
I want our universes to collide
As you press your lips against mine

I wish for you to be mine