Sometimes
We need to climb
Back down the ladder
Once we reached the top
To avoid being burned
From our past decisions

Fists fight
On words honor
Bruises heal
Both forgotten
In time

Guns fire
On words defense
Hearts and soul die
Both forgotten
In time

Night time snow blowing
Sky filled with darkened cold
Coffee warms my soul

Ice forms on feet
Frozen to the ground
Stopping us from dancing

It was the perfect night
That night
I had thought
That night
I had bought you flowers
In the park

Seranated you a song
That had your name

I thought the feeling was right
But I saw that look, in moons light
It wasn't glistening stars
In your eyes sight
But was the darkest silouette
-of
Wind blown cloudy sky

Tear filled rain
Of broken tries instead

Silence can make the heart heavy
The darkest of night
Is the sunniest of days
When all you have worked for
Is walking away

Walk away,
Spread your wings and fly
I wish you nothing but happiness
As much as once was mine
In days of you and I

Father- look to the sun for the  answers my boy.
Son-why would I ask for answers from something I can only follow.
Father -because it is big and strong and can pave your road.
Son- my road is paved, paved of uncertainties and challenges which I openly accept.
Father- why would you not take the road we all chose for generations? Why must you disobey?
Son- I've seen all the damage caused by being followers, your once clean roads are now my bumpy travels. The abuse and misuse of generations have made a once easy choice almost unbearable. I chose to make my own mistakes,  on my chosen path. I choose to learn and teach my generation, and our future it is o.k. to think and live for "you."I will not preach my lessons as strength against others, but instead will pass them only, once they are aknowledged. Never will I  condone a life in the sunshines shadow. For I have lived in its realm long enough.

Death isn't where we lay
Yet, is where we are born
As I lay in silence
Breaking  the silence
You heard, in your mind
One to many times
Silently our memory screams
Never to be heard,
until it is too late
Until,
the echo from all the silence
Screams so loud
that our ears bleed
Until the echo of that silence
Is heard,
Until,
it is free
Until,
it breaks the chains of silence
Until,
its soul breaks free
Until...