Control your pace,
so you don't lose this race.
Your pace is strong,
then it slows.
And then it grows to
a height of speed,
that no one can reach.
You're ten steps ahead,
of those behind you.

You stop and stare,
at the finish line.
You're ten steps ahead,
of those behind.
You want to win,
but you're frozen.
The steps get closer,
and you hear them calling.

Nine.
Eight.
Seven.
You hope to God
that you'll go to heaven.
Six.
Five.
Four.
They're breaking down your door.
Three.
Two.
Run.

Run through those doors,
like the ribbon at the end.
Finish the race,
so you'll go.
And then you run very far away,
so you will be safe.
You're ten steps ahead,
of those behind,
you.

The Cresent Moon Dancing With The Silhouette,
Of Old Silos,
In A Ballroom Of Winter Air,
Completed With Hanging Glow In The Dark Stars,
& Planets Suspended In Spaces Endless Corridor,  
Human Life Scarce For The Hours Of Darkness,
Except For A Few Nocturnal Beings,
Mostly Adolescents Sipping Liquid Courage,
Drowning Their Pride With Hearty Venom,
The Creatures Of The Woods Roam Freely,
Scrambling Across Roads And Frostbitten Yards,
Awaiting The Frosty Tears Of The Heavens,
Coating The Land In A Winter White Blanket,
Drops Of Jupiter Perfectly Fall Into Place,
Upon Rich Green Eyes,
And Swim In An Eternity Of Spring,
And Kiss The Petals Of A Sturdy Rose,
The Golden Gates Of Beauty,
Open And Welcome,
In The Cold November Evening,
Mercury Glides Upon Smooth--Vanilla Skin,
Enternal Peace Just On The Tips Of Frigid Fingers,
Slipping Into The Grooves Of Skinny Extremities,
As Gardian Angels With Rustic Gold Halos,
Reach Into A Troubled Heart,
Take Me To The Light
Drops Of Jupiter Roll Down Rosy Cheeks,
Take Me With You
The Cresent Moon Glitters Off A Radiant Dress,
Come With Me Sydney
Bright Light Fills Two Worshiping Retinas,
I Will, I Will
Rays More Vivid Then The Rays Of The Sun Itself,
Then The Green Irises Open,
Sadly It Was Just A Dream,
But Drops Of Jupiter,
Still Lay On Her Pale Cold Cheeks,
And The Cresent Moon's Light Still Slips Through,
Light Resisting Blinds,
And The Trees Whisper A Secret,
Which Was Shared,
With Me
Information Injected,
From A Vile Of Destiny

A Song Bringing Back Memories Of Your Demons,
Nightmares Of Being Trapped In Your House,
The Smell Of Herbs And Organic Soap Are Toxic,
Seeping Into My Nostrails,
Overwhelming My Senses,
Nightmares Of... All Of Them,
Trying To Hold Me Back,
Trying To Bring Me To A Cabin,
And Lock Me In A Too Familiar Room,
Mounted Animals Stare Into My Eyes,
Laughing At Me,
Smirking At The Plot,
Then He Takes Me,
And Drags Me Onto The Frozen Face Of A Lake,
And Pushes Me Into An Ice House,
The Moon Full,
Spewing Light Into The Small Enclosure,
Come Here He Whispered,
A Perfect Record From The Past,
No! I Screamed,
He Grabbed Me And Pushed Me Down,
Holding Me While I Squirmed To Get Away,
Get Off Me I Sobbed,
His Hands Meandered Up My Stomach,  
His Scent,
One I Can Never Forget,
Made Nausea Burn At The Back Of My Throat,
I Tried To Scream,
Yet I Had No Voice,
I Bit Him And He Slapped Me,
Then Scratched My Face,
Strangling Me As He Touched Me,
My Vision Was Fading Away,
The Moon Silently Watched,
As I Slowly Died In His Presence,
Watched Me As He Tainted Me,
Once Again...