Your life is a journey
To be taken step-by-step
A book to be written,
A memory to be left

Remember where you've gone,
Where your feet have taken you
The soft fields your soles traveled
And on rocks without shoes

Think of the storms
And the days full of song
Think of all the faces
The hearts and the arms

But do not turn around
To see where you have been
To see the horrors of days gone by
And the sadness that dwells within

Do not think of hours of darkness
For they were years ago
You passed them by miles on back,
They matter not to you anymore

Instead, take a look around
See the ground where you stand
It's good and solid and reliable
Unlike quick-moving sand

It's good to take pleasure
In how far you've gone
And recognize the person
Whom you have become

But do not ponder much too long
On the present and material things
For in the trees, just up ahead,
There a sweet bird sings

He sings for you so that you know
There is more than this to come
More than money, ***, and drugs,
Or a shiny car and gun

There is something grande, something new,
Just around the bend
But you may have to fight a war
And your castle you must defend

But do not worry, you'll make it through
The hero always survives
He must to keep the story going,
And yours is one that thrives

This may not be a fairy tale,
With a princess in a tower
It may be a tragic comedy
With a ****** war among flowers

But do not worry about the genre,
And of the ending, don't fear,
For the next chapter is not yet written,
The finale is nowhere near

You'll make it to the end
And such an ending it will be,
The series good and long,
You'll have to wait and see


Just travel your journey,
Take it step-by-step
Write in your own chapters
Make them a memory to be left

Who do you think you are, Magic Man,
Holding the stars on a string
You make them dance across the sky,
A hand on the moon, a hand on me

You pull me closer, Perfect Boy,
You're watching with those eyes
You kiss my lips, this time the first,
I wish never to say goodbyes

You thread that kiss onto the line,
The stars then dance and sing
But, who do you think you are, Magic Man,
Holding my heart on a string?

My grandfather once told me,
"Son, forget about dreams
They're childish and stupid
And not meant to be."

"Listen to him son,
He knows what he says"
My father would tell me
As I stared at my hands

So I grew to be a man,
Without dreams I could cope
But I never once knew
The sweet taste of hope

Sing me song of love and faith
Sing a song of hope
Then leave me now to cry your tears
I'll watch you as you cope

For your songs, they do not speak of truth
They do not speak your thought
You ponder only on Hells so great,
But a liar to me you're not

You sing your songs of innocence gone by,
A childhood lost in stars
Of hopes and dreams that drifted between love,
Now drift between fresh scars

To touch these dreams
Of broken seams
Unwind a harmful truth
That day after day
I dig deeper my grave
That holds me as a youth

I am scared to say
That in my bed as I lay
Pondering of days not to be
I often come accross
A thought once lost
But now urgent to stay next to me

But where do you turn
When you wish not to learn
How to become a better you
Because the cuts feel good
They make you free like a bird
But freedom is gone too soon

I don't want to be touched
And I won't speak as much
If I'm mad and raging with fear
But your gentle sigh
Of a sweet lulleby
Is something that I hold dear

My arms beg for embrace
As along my cheeks your hands trace
To touch these tears of shard
And you reach past my chest
In hopes of the best
To find a racing heart

But now you can see
There's nothing in me
But a heart that whispers death
So in this grave I will lie
Until that day that I die
And of me - - nothing be left

I touch this skin so pale,
Afraid that it will shatter
But if it broke into a thousand shards,
Then I ask, to whom does it matter?

The glass that lay upon the floor
Covered in blood of mine
Only tells of days gone by,
A single life suspended in time

For no on touches broken glass
In fear of hurt and pain
"Be sure not to touch that blood," They say,
"It leaves a nasty stain"

But those few who saw this shower of pain
Quickly come and see
Through the wreckage of many tears
If I could still be me

So they put me back together again,
Like a Humpty-Dumpty that fell
Hoping the pieces still fit together
And I'll turn out just swell


Together once more, but not for long,
Everyone sighs relief
They go back to their days of nothing
As I silently drown in grief

They smile at me as though I was there,
They see but a pile of glass
My rims too sharp to love and embrace
I'm sure this glue won't last


But now I look to your wisdom,
With my eyes a little teary
Hoping you'll see I'm more
Than just run-down and weary


Oh, friend, why can't they see?
This mirror is only a reflection of me?

I trudge my sled on through the snow,
I pull it another mile
This journey takes a day and forever,
I'm only just a child

I began this long ago,
But the end is nowhere near
So much hope I've come across,
But not as much as fear

I come to find a crossroad,
Not the only one today,
The roads stretch for miles on,
And on the pavement my choices lay

I know once I choose,
There is no going back
And good judgment, God help,
Is something that I lack

So I throw the dice,
And hope for the best
And leave it to the Devil
To decide the rest

So, on I go,
Down this new road
And on my back,
A brand new load

Of hopes and worries
And things to desire
Of haters and lovers
And a world full of liars

But I can't help but wonder
About the path untaken
If it's forever gone,
And then my thoughts awaken

If I had taken that road
That is so long gone
Could it have taken me
To a beautiful dawn

Or would it lead me
To a forest of thorns
With great, tall beasts
With blood-soaked horns

Or maybe to a place
That's never been found
A place without color,
A place without sound

I suppose I'll never know
Where that barren path led
So I'll keep along this one,
To the horizon, I'll tread

Until I come across a ditch,
Or another fork in the path
I know this journey is long
And I won't get out unscathed

"Unlovable" is harsh,
But love is scarce,
When you live in this world of mine

People judge your hope,
But you can only cope,
Because it started from the beginning of time

They see what they hate,
And peace is too late,
For it begins another war

Humans beg and cry,
And on the streets they die,
And yet, we ask for more

We tend to be sick and wrong,
But in our minds we stand strong,
Alone against the world

Because of our hate,
And of the lives we take,
We wouldn't feel love if we could

So around and 'round,
We're beat to the ground,
In this circle of blood and gore

By our familys and friends,
And anyone with hands,
Until we shout, "No more"

We're pushed to the limit
Until we take the ticket
For a train to get out of town

But the only place to go,
And of this we know,
Is to be those six feet down

To Touch is to Feel
To Feel is to Hurt
Hurt is pain
Enough Pain to lead to Death

So do not Touch me,
Do not Touch the cool of my skin
And so I will not Touch you,
Feel the pain you dwell your moments within

Do not Feel my love, my hate,
The feelings that rush through my veins
I won't Feel your hope, your pity,
The deepness that rests within your eyes

Do not See my hurt like a desert,
Broad and open, but a place not to explore
I will not See what lies inside that heart,
The darkness forever screaming within its chambers

Do not love me for I will one day Die
Death, even now, holds me within its grasp
I won't reach out to you either,
Because once I Touch, the only end is death

They are birds of a feather,
Forever together,
And how could they forget me

They tease and poke,
And of my hopes they joke,
They will remain forever mean

They hide in the mist,
And they slap my wrist,
When I go and do something wrong

But stay quiet they do,
When I'm around you,
But quiet, they don't stay for long

They whisper between my ears,
Make me cry tears,
Tears that create a flood

But when I go to bed,
They make me color in red
As I draw them lines of *blood

This heart's as fragile as they come,
Scarred and bruised so easy
It holds feelings that push against walls,
And pain that makes me queasy

It tells a story never to be heard,
It's seen sights that should never be seen
I cut it, choke it, place it in the dark,
I find it a wonder why it never becomes mean

I wake up in the morning,
Smile at the sky
Run around with smiles,
Never tell a lie

I stand to hug the day,
A very happy child
Run, dance, sing, be glad,
My love could stretch a mile

Talk, talk, talk,
All day long
Never thought or worried
If I ever quite belonged

But then I began to grow,
I grew to be so tall
And that's when it began,
My worries weren't so small

I started to wake up
From my very happy dream
Where every princess had an ending
But what did "happy" mean

I was told to grow up strong,
Beautiful and smart
But instead I like those T-shirts,
Video games and art

I've been told to go so far,
Find places and things so new
But over the years of hopes and fears,
I've learned a thing or two

Your whole future is laid out in front,
Your wishes, hopes, and dreams
So don't become who you aren't,
That's what this poem means

I write to you today, my dear,
Upon this stool of toad
I write to you today, my love,
To tell of wishes owed

I wish for you to come back home,
I wish it to be soon
I wish to see your eyes again,
Shining like the moon

I wish to feel you lips on mine,
Tender skin so soft
I wish you were to lay with me,
In this drafty loft

I wish to see your body dance,
In tempo next to mine
I wish that you would write me back,
Or even send a sign

But these wishes that I wish upon
That star so way up  high
Never reach the star's bright face
And quickly fall and die

There is a time
And there is a place
Where I'll sit around
And live out my days

I will be old and calm,
Watching lives go by
I will ponder my own,
And sometimes cry

Remember, I will,
The days of my life
The good like sweet nectar,
The bad like a knife

But that day is not today,
And it's surely not tomorrow
It lies a time years from now
After surviving much sorrow

But for now I'll live my life,
Without so much as a care
Whether I live my life rich,
Or leave my pockets bare

I could travel to places far,
Or stay close to home
I could love someone special,
Or remain forever alone

So many decisions to be made,
They could be decided now or later
I could be a sweet lover,
Or become a dangerous hater

Yesterday has happened,
And the future is to be decided
So I'll live through today,
And let my fears be subsided

Our love is like a dove
Reaching its wings to a place high above
But this dove that is so much like our love
Cannot reach those places high above

It's on the ground
Where it will stay
It can jump and it can play
But the joy will cease
And its crown, it will lay