Her Heart Lay Heavy And Scarred In Her Ribcage,
Her Bones Bleached From The Fluorescent Light,
The Light Of The Examination Table Of Fate,
Her Destiny Proding Her Endlessly,
Searching For Something Which Lies So Special,
On The Rough Skin Of Her Finger Tips,
Demons Who Roam The Hallways Littered,
With Industrial Blue Lockers,
Hide In Every Corner--Waiting To Destroy Her,
Their Yellowed Teeth Bared In Her Direction,
A Pebble In A Gravel Pit--They Mean Nothing,
She Scowls Back--Wires Zig Zagging Across Her Teeth,
Muscles Squirming Underneath Her Skin,
Scarred Skin--Menacingly Beautiful,
Her Hard Working Heart Pounding In Her Head,
Knuckles White With Frustration,
The Bystanders Wait For The Duel,
Eyes Raised Surreptitiously Underneath A Heavy Brow,
Some Cry--Some Tingle With Anticipation,
Then It Began,
Her Brawl With Those Blackened Souls,
Some Of The Bystanders Joined,
Sinking Their Teeth Deep Into Tainted Flesh,
Bruising Veins Infested With Plauge,
Sacrificing Themselves For Her
Her Heart Lay Heavy That Day My Friend,
It Lay Heavy In Her Bleached--Cracked Ribs,
Veins Tired From Lives Before,
Yet She Still Roams This Very World

Hydrocodone eyes
Stum'ling wearily in pain
Breaks my heart for you

*~Hilda~

I stand here,
on the eve of a battle,
on a large mountain,
overlooking the valley.
Tomorrow,
I will be leading the charge,
taking people into battle,
my friends into battle,
do I have the right,
to drag souls,
into a lost cause.
Is this battle lost,
before it even starts,
and who already lost?

I don't know if we can win,
we may all die tomorrow,
but if we can make a dent,
a little change,
then could that be
a stepping stone to
something greater,
and will we ever see it?
Will we ever see,
all our hard work pay off?
Or will we never know,
because we died,
in this historical battle.

The sun is now setting,
bathing the valley in red,
and I know
it will be a bloodbath,
and it will take courage
and persistence,
to even attempt to fight,
but until then,
I must watch
the sun set,
with its ****** aura,
and ominous presence,
with a heavy feeling,
deep in the depths of my
stomach,
I stand here,
alone,
ready to fight,
to our obvious end.

The Waning Moon Sits Above Me Waving Goodbye,
The Sky A Deep Blue, Painfully Navy,
Three Stars Form An Equilateral Trinagle,
The Only Ones Left In This Dawn,
The Left Side Of My Torso Whines With Hurt,
Tender From The Ache In My Heart,
The Ventricles Pumping Blood Through My Veins,
Though I Do Not Feel Alive,
My Hair Spins In The Vortex Of 16 Mph Wind,
Winding Around My Body--Kissing My Bruises,
My Chapped Lips Turn Soft,
As The Dimmed Light Of The Stars,
My Ears Deceive Me As I Hear Three Simple Words,
Blended Into The Winding Wind,*
I Love You