Suspended up here in the night,
Watching eternity pass by time and time again.

It is true,
That beauty such as this belongs on a throne,
Made of gold and jewels,
For all to see,
And marvel in its glory,
Instead, I am stranded on this thing,
That is no throne at all,
But a chair of torture and chains.

I hold the brilliance of a thousand stars,
Now I must be among them forever,
Only to be seen in the dark.

Music comforts the soul
Avoiding loneliness lost in a book
Reflecting life writing it down
Collecting composure mentally beat
Ready to give up on life
Fighting for a dream
Coming back for more
Physically burnt out
Striving became an addiction

Let me know
Know when your ready
Ready to begin
Begin a new journey
Journey into the unknown
Unknown of what lies ahead
Ahead is our future
Future to opening doors
Doors that will help
Help lead you to your dreams
Dreams of the imagination
Imagination that keeps you believing
Believing which is not impossible
(Im)possible is possibly just a dream

Your words can be art
every line,
every rhyme
Every color that you paint can shine
Every picture builds life
Every verse brings magic
Every shared feeling inspires love
Every word gives breath to someone’s life
Poetry is more than words
It's about emotions and healing, your passions and feelings
Poetry is more
It’s your reflection, your power, your love, your life and inspiration
It’s about your strength, your life’s renewal and transformation
It’s about each other’s connection, purpose, and existence
Poetry is within you
Poetry is what’s there in your heart, in your soul

I can barely think
Sleep isn't sleep
It's a blink

Tired isn't brief
Its permenent
Mixed with this grief

Death a better solice than living
Looking back on life
Which has apparently nothing worth giving