Standing in front of
A mountain of challenges
Rising high above
To intimidate your resolve
Impenetrable they seem
Deep gorges around you
Imminent defeat
Search within
For the answers
From the irrepressible spirit
Toil away
To create a tunnel
Through the challenges
Always surrounded by them
But you have a way
To create your own path  
Even mountains
Give way to courage
Others shall follow

a broken heart
still loves
just like
a broken crayon
still colors

I've slumbered
through the innocence
of my youth
and the resulting indulgence
left me dry

Since then
I've drowned in non-sense
and bathed
in pool after pool
of white lie;

allowed your eyes
to send bone-chilling waves
down my spine,
with the reckless risk
they imply

and though unwanted
thoughts
deaden my gaze with doubt,
to the grasp of your
abuse
I'll comply

I pulled them, I snipped them off,
She loves me, she loves me not,
With each pull a muffled scream
Then the snip,
Deep terrified Agonizing scream
Pain,
Blood,
Bone,
Then its thrown on the floor,
One of many, not many more to go,
"Do you love me"
NO
"She loves me not"
Another one broken, then left till
The next one is snipped off,
She thinks is she the only one?
Looks behind,
To see jars labelled loved me not,
So many before, the same question
"Do you love me"
"No you do not"
He called them his petals,
But where was the stem they had come from,
He came to find her still,
The question asked
"Do you love me"
YES
"She loves me,"
"She loves me not"
A petal did not fall upon the floor
He looked with head at an angle,
You love me?
After what I have done,
She smiles through the pain,
I always did love you,
I needed to see how far you would go,
With that he slowly undid the straps,
A bandage for her digits missing
Now lying blooded on the floor,
She had seen it behind,
He had give her a drink,
"She was so close to being free,"
He had a look in his eye,
As she turned  
She heard a different rhyme
"Miss Polly had a dolly"
"&"
"Its"
"Head"
"Fell off"
Last words spoke, as no digits removed
"Instead a head rolls along the floor"
A stem lies bleeding
The face frozen in shock
As the head added to the heads  **fell off jars,

I spied with my little eyes
Something beginning with
S
Sight
Soul
Seductive
I looked into your eyes
To late,
Awoken in a bed of metal
&
Your instinct is to scream
"SSSSCCCRREAM"
I join in, exhale all that terror out,
I whisper, lightly words come forth
"I LOVE YOUR EYES"
You read my lips as if from a book
A verse spoken,
The eyes they show me the key,
"I see between the lines"
A key to the peace of mind I wish to hold,
"To consume"
I tell you not to worry,
Your tears expel from the stream of white,
I use the instrument as if a surgeon
I tell you
"Don't worry I have done this"
"Many Times"
She struggles
Your Not my
First,
No where near my
Last,
I pluck then as if a flower
Gently the stem cut
You are with out voice
As I need silence
I wish not to harm you
"I Spy With Your Little Eye"
"The key to the soul,"
I consume the key
Then as the fear shows openly
The last thing you see,
Is the room from a view not meant
And with that final snip
"I Spy With Your Little Eye"
"The path way to your soul"
I have tasted a soul not for the first time
But many more keys,
"I will unlock"
And souls consumed,
"So I may feel mine"
I keep a promise
I let you go,
Tears of red flow from vacant eyes,
Then screaming as if a howl of terror
You expel it in a desert of night,
The moon shines upon you,
The screams of an empty vessel
Wishing to be whole,
"Eye Spy With My little eyes"
"Some thing beginning with"
**S