Time,
In all its beauty
Doesn't *wear
Instead,
It* abrades the  **soul

Screaming in pain
No ones listening
Echoing in my head
The agony that is
And people watch
And people see
But no one is listening
I feel my flesh taring
My soul breaking
Mind is rushing
To dark places
Calling for help
But no one sees
Or no one cares
This razor dances
Across the skin
Lines of red liberation
To let out the pain
Is this a cry for help
Or maybe my  only
Way out
Now I bleed
Maybe now they will
See me screaming

12:52
waiting for the magic
hour of one
so I can creep into
the dawn of my mind
like an uninvited guest
get lured by the labyrinth
of carefully woven thoughts
soak in the irreverence
of muted passions
in the crypt
of my shadow

A place with elves
dwarves, hobbits and men
A place with tales
We hear again and again

A place with adventure
That will never die
A place to laugh
And a place to cry

A place with songs
Of ancient days
Sung by elves
Merry and gay

A place where you hear
The hobbits laughter
Where they live
Happily ever after

Where mountains are filled
With silver and gold
Where the dwarves mine
Mighty and bold

A place with men
In cities of stone
And their great king
Sits on a beautiful throne

A place with lore
To others unknown
A place that I love
A place that's my own

There I live
And there will I die
In middle earth
My heart will lie