through the mind of one
thoughts are starting with none
going of one
to none

thinking it will be
maybe it will see
in the mind will be
only one to see

throughts cloud over ice
to take a chance a the dice
blue as ice
rolling the thoughtless dice

would that be nice

can't do anything
hiding something
wanting to know
can it be found?
heart of gold will find it?
no it can't
what will hide it?
wait, it must be something
darkness, is it?
can it be
yes
what?

the time of day that I love
night is the bast thing in the world
I love just to dream the night away
I wish to never miss a day

I love to dance to it
feel good when I here it
can't help it
I just love it

it will be my life forever
I can't live without hearing it
through out the day
I must say

music rules

can't fight much longer
need to recover
helpless to get up
pain through out
must get up and fight
one last swing of the swore
die?

if things were just real
wait is it wroth it?
knowing that?
well maybe
just see and believe
for real is real
so take that
love the real
nothing more
or go out that door
really?

if things have to stay unknown
why can't I hind out
mysteries are out there
wait to be found out
waiting to shine in the spotlight
I want to study the mysteries of it past
get to know it
be friends
then?
unknown

to think up
to make up
just to hind it all
then the defeat fall
nothing is coming to be
just even to see
may die a way
lay on it for another day
helpless to feel
be tailed
hated
unloved
what less is left to say or to do
only a reason will tell
forever in pain
the only way
is a reason
only then can it be whole again
reason to live  
but will it come
may never know
time to go

I paint the way I feel
the brush shows the words of my life
the colours show the mood I'm in
but the when done
the feeling come back
just to start all over a again
why must it
but I love it
the flowing just moves me
please don't stop me
painting is my life
life is in my painting
i love it
forever to the end
my best friend

when we say "that flag will rise again"
what we say "in an open mind"
why we say "think about things"
where we stay and say " I have a dream"

how am I going to feel
how am I going to respond
how am I going to say
how am I going to tell

I'm not a soul of light
I'm not a light of love
I'm not a free bird flying
I'm not a dreamer anymore

I'm one person
I'm one thing
I'm one object
I'm one if

that is all

can't seem to write today
sitting here with no idea's flowing
silent's, it's keeping me from writing down the words

frustrated with it all
mind is blank as a white board
trying to think of what to write

time goes by
still nothing is written down
blank mind

oh well

happy?
sad?
mad?
glad?
what to feeling today?
I think I will lay on that until another day

hanging on the walk
looking up
minute slowly going by
seconds whisperer in sigh
tick ****
silence of the blinking light
waiting, waiting  
tick ****
second
minute
hour
tick ****

burning all hate away
laying died on the side
evil runs people away
never ending time
why is this happening
when things are not right
fly to the night
dimming hearts cry
letting out a sigh
howling of wolfs voice's
never can see the end
burning down
candle falling to the ground
now what
fire

breakable
loving
caring
bleeding
not unbreakable
not think it
love it
care for it
because heart are not perfect
heart