Blood is thicker than water
But bone is thicker than blood
So where is your heart?
With you or with them?
Where is your trust?
With you or with them?

Where are your loyalties?
How strong is your word?
Who do you really trust?
Faith in yourself is faith in your heart,
Your soul,
And your bones

Faith in your family is faith in their word,
Their choices,
And their blood

If blood is thicker than water
Then you should trust them and they should trust you

But if bones are thicker than blood
Then your trust lay within yourself

I went on a walk in the woods,
With sillohetted trees and painted skies,
Out of the stillness came a Tick Tick Tock
A flutter of wings and a who?

A creak in the silence,
Tick Tick Tock,
The slow clop of hooves in the dark,

When the sun sets and the moon begins to rise,
Ask not the sounds that follow,
The tired clop of hooves,
The lingering tick of a clock,
The creak of a coffin,
The shrill who of an owl

Unexpected, slowly creeping,
The dark begins to grow,
Creatures haunt your shadows,
An owl with age in his eyes and a clock on his face,
As it's hands whisper the time,
A deer with a coffin on his back and tired, aching legs,
As he lays upon the ground

These creatures accompany you,
As you lay in your wooden carriage,
Through life and through death
They are there counting down,

When the top shuts,
And your bed sinks beneath the ground,
Your clock stops ticking and a tree begins to grow,
Where you take your eternal nap,
The owl shuts his eyes and fades to dust,
Nurtures the tree

Embrace the stillness and setting of the sun,
When the moon rises,
And the dark grows,
Ask not the sounds that follow

Painted skies
Reside,
In etch-a-sketch memories

Old tunes
Soon,
I'll sing them all

Sorrow filled tears
I fear,
Will never return

Every heart beat
I've heard,
Meant something

It Feels good
To forget,
Then you regret,
Forgetting
Regretting,
All you forgot

Faded memories
Are hard to remember

But I will never forget,
Just like I'll never remember

My memories

He cries cyanide tears,
He'll whisper lies in your ears,
And tell you what you want to hear

His eyes shine,
Bright like fireflies,
And his crocodile smile,
Lights up the night

He'll use your guilt,
Make you feel so bad,
So you take him back

But how you can you resist,
A man so wise?
No, not wise,
Sneaky,
Cunning and cold

He doesn't care,
As long as he gets what he wants,
Your heart in his hands,
Beating,
Throbbing,
Confused in the twists and turns,
Of this emotion

Let him go?
No.
You love him?
No.
You hate him?
No.
Why?
You cry,
It's too much I know

He has what he wants,
Your helpless heart,
Are you going to let him win?
No.

I live
for the warm comfort of his embrace,
For the safe sound of his voice,
For the reassurance of his tone

I thrive
On his teasing touch,
On his gentle kisses,
On his soft hands

I miss
His calm smile,
The symphony of his laughter,
His warm breath

I need
His reassurance,
His calm tone,
His loving voice

I want....
Him

Swimming is forgetting,
Every doubt gone
With every stroke

The calm stillness of the water,
The ripples caused by a swift dive

Swimming is ritual,
Repeating the act
Until you can't remember anymore

The anxious waves you cause,
The crash of the frantic water

Swimming is hope,
Trying to win
In the race against your thoughts

Moving faster,
Swifter,
Forgetting with every stroke,
Disturbing the water even more
Slowing down,
All my doubts are gone,
My head is clear

I was born with a pencil in my hand,
I've been drawing since then

I sketch ideas,
Sculpt visions,
Paint dreams

Imagination, tapped, in my mind,
Creativity greater than any higher power

You try doing what I do,
You'll be lost
In the enigma of my talent,
My ability exceeds yours

Just try,
I see you coming,
My canvas and i are ready,
I am one with a brush