the woods are a frighteningly beautiful place,
strong and ancient, they either protect you with their grace,
or become your enemy and swallow you forever,
give them the respect they deserve,
worry not for the children
for they are safe within their confines,
worry for your own soul,
as they have yet to deem you worthy,

you sit next to me, warmth radiating off your posed form,
giving me a sense of mars, alien and cold, but warm on the inside,
you fill me with feeling, a longing for a fishtown I’ve never known,
where it is grey and green and iridescent, and calm,
and you give me long conversations, in a car when it’s raining,
philosophizing with our minds, until we move to the back, and use our bodies,
and you are hard to predict, being an ever shifting scape of thoughts,
flipping feelings like a coin, full of potential, wild and unrestricted,
I wouldn’t change you from the fluid form you currently possess,
moving like water, graceful, and dangerous,
and when you ***** up your face, I use the moment,
to watch you freely, feeling lucky

All I’ve ever wanted, is to be the best version of myself,
and no matter how hard I try,
recently,
I haven’t been able to find her,
but in you,
in you I see her,
shining,
happy,
sometimes sad,
but supported,
despite my objections,
she is loved.

of warm blankets,
under which limbs are tangled,
and skin is touching skin,
as we try to exchange words,
using only our bodies,


and bright screens,
filled with adventure,
and competition,
setting our minds to focus,
even though,
I am thinking of you,


and bright blue screens,
waiting patiently for a time,
yet to come,


and quick moves,
projected strategy,
on a blank wall,
a canvas of competition,
shedding light on our warring minds,


and a smooth talking voice,
flowing like silk,
from a smirking mouth,
that does unspeakable things to me,


and a face,
like a sinners,
beautiful and dark,
hiding things,
I can only guess,


and cool nights,
with softly shining moonlight,
goading me outside,
so I can remember who I am,


and a lithe body,
pressed up against my stocky form,
sporting a somehow curvaceous,
smile,

you warm me to the bone,
and then there is fire in my veins,
and it’s never enough,
I’m left with a raging need,
boiling and bubbling,
I want more,
more heat,
more warmth,
more life,
-----
pooling warmth,
nimble fingers,
a heat in my heart,
my mouth,
a pulling feeling,
a savage need,
touch me.

two loves,
two lives,
two more to protect,
two more to put in danger,
two more to fail,
two more to bring me to life,
both different,
both loved,

i am fire,
bright,
but fast burning,
and you are steel,
strong,
but cold,
when we come in contact,
we make something new,
we both reform,
into something more,

Enchant me, ensnare me,
(but do not mistake this) I am still wild,
still free,

our colors bleed together,
into a beautiful, beautiful,
grey

i can see the fight within you,
it tears you apart,
are you a monster, you ask?
will you allow yourself to be a monster?
your hands they can create,
but it is much easier to destroy,

i have been where you have been,
pushing feeling, down
                                     down
                                               down
but please hear me out,
they will only come bubbling back with a vengeance
you try to shield yourself,
from the hurt,
but you’re only locking yourself away,
from all you could know,

you say you don’t feel,
you say you don’t care,
but I know once you get attached,
you love fiercely and loyally,
that you won’t let anyone hurt those you love,
I know that’d you tear the world apart for us,
and even if I object to being saved,
i know you’d try

you are darkness,
or so you like to pretend to be,
i am light,
or so i’d like to be,
but together we are grey,
together we are human,
or human enough,

we watch each other,
with strangely animal eyes,
circling, waiting tense,

a muscle twitches,
he bares his fangs, viciously
he moves, I match

we circle in sync,
preparing for a death dance,
ready to tear flesh,

it vibrates on my skin,
a tension so palpable,
my heart nearly stops,

the sharpness of the air burned in my lungs,
it moved across my skin,
washing away old sin,

i could still feel the heat in my bones,
reminding me of the dancing  flames,
and the dark  shadows,
and the howling  screams of the teens,

deep, deep within me,
lies a primal  RAGE,
it is most of what I know,
of what i feel,
I cannot extinguish it,
Just push it
DOWN
DOWN
DOWN
deeper into my soul,
its fire  RAGES,
forever,



i am alive,
blazing with RIGHTEOUS FEELINGS,
always,



I was born for the apocalypse,
my rage carved out of thick, hard, stone,
every nerve like a live wire, i sparked,
my instincts knew where to take me,
to danger, to life,

…...but
….. where am i?
there is no apocalypse here,
not for me,

not yet.

A beautiful weapon,
forged in the heat of,
incredible fire,
now worn, by years of use,
and terrible abuse,
But still sharp enough,
to **** you,

Wings,
soft, feathery, downy,
wings,
made for flight,
Forged for a fight,
wings,
scarred, ******, broken,
Wings,
---
Wingtips press against the soil,
Earthen, Brown,
the power of the Earth,
shared to me,
Ritual, complete,
I feel it all,
rich power,
---
Graceful wingtips,
trailing crimson,
across innocent marble floors,
oh how imbued with guilt,
they drag,

My wings, they tell me,
Open up, protect,
save them,

as gunfire riddles them, they scream,
save them, save them,
and i listen,
because they are me,

as feathers fall, on a setting sun,
they scream, they scream,
She screams, she screams,
No!, a single shout,
too late, too late,


i am screaming, as i die,
save them, save them,
save them from themselves,

i hit the ground,
the screams stop,
i have saved them, I have saved them,

My place is change,
is sacrifice,
my place is a deadly fight,
and I know it

It is something deep,
from within my soul,
that whispers look,
look and be angry,
that says fight it,
with every fiber
of your being,
fight it,
even if it kills you,

I can feel the world,
stripping itself apart,
the soft paper mache of it's sanity,
being pulled apart to show,
the truth of this harsh world,


the generation before us,
tells us how easy we have it,
you, you didn't have wars,
hanging over your head, like dead weight,
you didn't have, the tripled problems,
why, why, did you leave this for me?


All I feel is horror,
a constant horror,
of what we can do,
of what we are capable of,


history is repeating itself,
over and over, we repeat,
the exact same mistakes,

no one sees, at least,
no one who has power,
they are too preoccupied,
with the petty worlds that they,
occupy,

You are the sweet nectar,
holding my fragile world together,

but I feel empty,
gone is the anger,
when I'm with you,
I can forget,

I can ignore,
but I must not,
I must watch fate,
take hold of my world,

tearing it apart.

Chained,
here,

while you suffer,
I am safe,

while you wait,
I can plan

I won't let them,
get us again,

I'll be ready,
You'll be safe,

I'll unshackle you,
and I'll be unchained

I'm sorry,
that I do not see,
how far we've come,
but all I see,
is what's been,
given to me.

Am I weak?
I certainly
hope not.

I can feel the world's good graces,
slowly peeling away,
leaving me trembling,
at the sight of our horrors,

How could a people,
so compassionate,
destroy so much,
without a thought,

we humans are all different,
striving to fit in,
into a society, a cage,
of our own construct,

so very similar,
yet we all seem separate,
only those with love,
seem to understand,

humans, such strange creatures,
lovable, hate-able, broken,
from the the start,
the most interesting creatures,

The screams, the sobbing, echoes of people,
hope, defiance,
it rests here,
in the air,
seeping through the soggy ground,
feet stamping,
yelling,
secret thoughts,
souls,
stand testament,
to the horror,
refusing to let us forget,
warning us,
pointing to our future,

Like icy fear,
and fiery panic,
shooting through your veins,

chaos, chaos,
turns your mind,
fogs your heart,
and your brain,

You pull so predictably,
at my armored heartstrings,
shattering their strength,
melting them slowly,

one touch, is all it takes,
and I am yours.

Humanity, what we call ourselves,
yet some lack that, specific trait,
you could say, they are almost inhuman,
but not really, they are a core of humans,
they are the darkside, of all of us,
we like to stuff them away, in the dark corners,
but they still lurk, in the back of our minds,
monsters, we call them, when they are really human,

I haven’t felt a real flutter,
in a very long time,
since past mistakes,
silenced my heart,

and left me afraid,
but this feeling,
makes me wild and free,
ready to take risks,
with you,

who am I?
Who am I?
what is going on?
I know,
no,
I know.
“panic attack”,
where,
what,
panic,
everywhere,
“calm”
“breathe”
only confusion,

A thought,
unseen,
a whisper,
in the night,

A mind,
unused,
a tragedy,
not known,

A heart,
not whole,
a crack,
in the glass,

A soul,
made dull,
by wearing,
during life,

I hear your screams,
you are calling me,
yelling my name,

I feel the panic,
where are you?
where are you?

everything is crumbling,
around me,
I am helpless,

I see your face,
twisted, hurt,
reaching out to me

a sword slices me,
right through my middle,
slicing my skin,

they have won,
they have taken us,
I am dying,

No, no
it’s too late,
too late.

I am a testament to humanity,
we all are, together,
all of us different, yet human,

cool ocean blue,
eyes soft yet alert,
watching, floating,
we are opposites,
yet fit, smoothly,

I keep moving, and sprinting,
I use anything that will give me speed,
oh this could be the end,
my breath is heavy,
the air is crowded with my fear,
A wall,
I climb, all the way,
glass, an escape,
they are here,
I hear them behind me,
I turn and look,
pain, sudden, in my ankle,
a knife protrudes,
I still cling,
cling to the wall, to life,
another knife, I must hurry,
glass breaking, freedom,
I desperately shove through,
I am free,
I am alive,
I have made it,

I look up at my assailants,
my breath stops in my lungs,
their eyes, there is something so wrong,
they are hollow, void of humanity,
they are, completely merciless,
there will be no prisoners, this time,
only a painful hacking away of my life,
I taste true fear, bitter and deadly,
I move back, I run,
I run with all my heart,
with all my soul,
with all of my terrified being,
away from those monsters,
away from my demise,

The thrill of the chase
To be chased
To be taken

The madness
It is all a cycle
Always
Never ending
Yet I go on
I don’t know how
Or why

Their eyes are laden with a sea of sadness,
Sorrowful, and old,

Their hair the brown of sweet chocolate,
With a personality alike,

They are strong, They have made it,
I will make sure they stay,

I will take that sadness,
That pain,
Even if I have to bear it,
They do not deserve it,

Why the world must do this,
I do not know,
But I will protect them,
They will protect me,
And we will weather the storm together,
No matter how hard the gale gets.

The poison was burning,
Burning through me,

Setting my veins on fire,
Battling my heart,

I can't stop fighting,
They're still coming,

I start to falter,
To fail,

I'm sorry,
So sorry,

My heart stutters,
The is not what I wanted,

My eyes flutter,
I can't stop it,

My limbs lay useless,
I won't be a monster,

My mind wanders,
I think of you,

My ears are blind,
I hear you,

I want to join you,
But cruel fate withholds,

My heart stops,
I sigh,
I love you,



My eyes open,

Ash,
A beautiful sight,
A horrific one,
Floating around like snowflakes,
Remnants of death,
And destruction,

That's what I am,
Ash,
A simple word,
Yet so full,
Of feeling,
Despair,
Hope,
The toppling of things,
A new beginning,

Ash,
Grey,  
The perfect in-between,
Tears,
Of sadness,  
Of joy,
The falling of tyrants,
The rising of new hope,
And occasionally,
Love.

The fire rose before me,
a great red death,
It’s statement a finale,
of our time on Earth,

It’s searing heat crackled,
almost drowning out the yells,
the screams of the panic,
and the last attempts of the people,

I know the great death,
when I see it,
I have accepted it,
but I will continue to fight it,

I can feel the threat of war,
settling on my young shoulders,
creating an atrocious burden,
that we carry,

we can hear the whispers,
hurried, from anxious adults,
the fear is here with us,
it is real,

we cast furtive glances,
all around us distrust,
who is with us?
we are unsure,

we only have each other,
the adults don’t tell us,
they keep us hidden,
we are hurting ,

some ignore this threat,
sitting in blissful ignorance,
their downfall,
is to come,

who will tell us the truth?
not our guardians,
we must seek it out,
on our own,

your eyes they bore,
straight into my soul,
asking, "please stay safe"
knowing how utterly full,
I am of,
crazy and dangerous and,
world changing ideas,
and the urge they give me,
making me totally,
unable to keep still,

I have been training,
My whole entire life,
to get ready for the fight,
holding steady in my hand, a knife.

_

I just want to be a hero
a masked crusader in the night,
saving the planet, one person at a time,
but for now, I'll just write

I can feel the cracks,
growing larger,
shifting in my brain,
slowly draining my sanity,
the darkness rises,
and sometimes,
I don’t fight it,
I let it settle,
directly in my soul,
creating it’s own perch,
it scares me, I like it,
I am good,
I am good,
but evil rests within me,