Why did I once again stay here?
Outside your door,
Fiddling with the toys you gave me,
And gazing upon your gifts,
Too long,
Trading my Glory,
For a story,
Of weariness,

Council of my mind
Why do we gather here today?

The wraps around your hands are weathered from your anger
Your passion is whimsical as the wind of the lower valley
Why is it you bounce between boundaries like the hellish grip of possession
Has your confidence not found its way to its obsession?

I've lost my way, yes I know, it's the silence that creeps into my veins and into my bones
That makes me so fragile I could break with the throw of a stone
Most of the time I can move forward like fire
And every breath of vanity feeds oxygen to the fire
I could singe every tree in the forest, but what I seek is hiding in the ocean
I could not grasp her attention for more than a second, it would take a lovers potion

Have you not seen what you have put yourself through to grasp something you can't feel?
You couldn't catch a fish if you had a pole and a reel
Why do you try to can the sardine when you do not have the seal?

I do not mean to keep her in a cage, all I want is for her to be free

Can you not see how happy she is,
Maybe you should leave her the way she is before you scare her back into the sea
Let her roam the land, let her be free
Asking her to dance would be like putting her on a leash

But if she accepts the dance I will not hesitate
If it means her feeling caged then I will join her in fate
It will mean the beginning of a new era bound by heart and by hand
And the end to an era shaped like an hourglass, running out of sand

This poem has been submitted for possible publication.  It will be reposted as soon as possible upon final determination.  Please feel free to peruse my poesy at your leisure.

Thank you so much,
PrttyBrd

For too long,
I said,
Enough,
For too long,
I said,
It cannot be,
I didn’t let,
My heart dream,
And called my,
Rash desires,
Never,
So many things,
I truly want,
I forgot,
That life is,
Always more,
Than One,
Or Two,
Or Three,
And work,
Does not define me,
I’m letting go,
Now,
To saying,
This I will,
That will be,
For your Glory,
My joy,
Is my pursuit,
And I was made,
With Many,
Dreams to,
Live for.  

I feel,
Trapped,
The only thing,
To do is run,
But not away,
Muscles seize the day,
Prepare for when I may,
Live my dreams out.

Im dying inside.
My mind is dead from suicide.
And i swear nothing kills you like your mind.
And time by time the sadness never fades away.
And the sun?we aren't friends.
He never wants to play.
Never.
But the moon,oh the moon.
We're best friends!
Never apart.
When I'm sad, he's there.
When I'm happy, he shows me reality.
And I'm sad again.
And somedays I'm okay with that,
Other days I just don't want to be here.
Sometimes i feel like im worlds away from everyone,like i simply just disappeared.
And no one notices,
They never do.

Hurts to say that you're gone
That you left me breathing alone
With a little of hope
But now I know
That you're better gone.

(m.v.a)

don't fear the enemy
That attacks you
But the fake friend
That hugs you

Because I am so free,
I will sleep in cages,
To show they cannot harm me,
I will walk my golden feet in mud,
To show I won’t absorb it,
Just as Christ himself,
Who never had a chain,
Chose to live under human rules,
So I will submit,
To pointless stipulations,
Covering,
To truly reveal.
Assenting,
Because I am free.
Those who fly,
Can leave the sky,
And walk,
With light steps.
Shaking off the dust,
Of crowds,
While laughing with them.

Dear Autumn,
I feel that with the arrival of you, my favourite season,
I have found myself on a path that I wanted to never again tread.
Whilst your leaves are falling, they do not crunch
like they have in the years that have passed.
And it's started to rain, Autumn. The novel that is my life,
it detests the pathetic fallacy you provide.

Last week your wind forgot me, forgot to fill my lungs
with life and hope and I still struggle to breathe.
I did not shake because of the cold, Autumn,
but because of this cave, full of puppets and shadows and -
Autumn, I am not rooted any more but I'm not free.
And I fall, Autumn, like the rain and like the leaves.

Waiting, waiting,
Or should I forget?
Image held in my mind,
Desires,
So many books,
And too many blogs,
But the word,
Content,
Stills the clashing voices,
Rest,
And the angst falls away,
In roar of beauty,
Yours.
Life is so much more,
I don’t have to marry,
Do I?
To know the true beauty of the mountains,
Or enjoy a starry night on the beach,
I remind myself,
love doesn’t last forever,
And this feeling of longing,
Won’t go away,
Chased by a dashing young man,
In life.
Only when the world is restored,
Will that piece of my heart,
Come back.