Arranging words to fit where they don’t belong
Like a never-ending jigsaw puzzle to the brain
Chaos consumes me; constantly pacing through my head
Almost as if I hit a wall and can’t get past it
Suddenly I am surrounded in a fortress and can’t find a way out
Trapped like an animal, forced to use my claws
Finally, I see a small crack in a wall with a dim light gazing through
Scream, Shout, HELP!
No one comes; no one helps me find a way out
It’s just me all alone, surrounded by fear, anger and frustration
The darkness overwhelms me to the core of my heart
Shriveling up and hardening like a beet
Despair wreaks havoc and mayhem
Eventually the only thing I know is darkness
Adrenaline is fueling my anguish and sorrow
My heavy breathing is wasting oxygen
Suffocating myself until all I see is nothing
All I hear is nothing and all I feel is nothing
Losing my way in pure darkness even in death there is nothing
No tiny shining light of hope, no farewells nor good byes
Just the end of my rope forever in this abyss of ruin

Her life was full of adventure
Cascading around as if she were on ice-skates
Sliding around life's edge
Daring temptations
And
Yet she lays here
Upon this empty casket
Unburdened
Unresolved
Unbounded by fates gentle, but cruel ties
I can almost hear her last gasp of breath
Her eye lids obstructed shut
And
Our heads dip down
As the Song of Nephilim plays
The Grim Reaper wields his scythe of death once more
Ending her final days
And
Sending her across the River Styx

That thing on your face isn’t real
It’s a joke
It’s a plaster of what you think is real
You think it makes you look beautiful
You think it defines who you are
You can’t get enough of it
Like heroine in a needle to the arm
Maybe you should wipe that plastered mask away
Maybe you should look into the mirror
See who you really are
See what you are
Cleanse your face
See the beautiful clean smooth skin
The bumps on your face add texture
Feels like ecstasy to the touch
The sunspots on your face are ****
Your beauty stimulates my eyes upon your naked face
Makes me want to gently kiss you
Makes me want to glide my fingertips across your skin
All over your face and feel you
With my bare lips
Leaving an impression
And
Hopefully you won’t break like fine glass

You loved so many; yet hated so much
Others would hurt you; as you’d hurt your self
Like a blue flower blowing in the wind under cerulean sky’s
Enclosed and silent
Delicate to the touch
Harmless to the sight
You are scentless
Like a faint smile fading
An everlasting beauty upon you
When your heart opens it’s like a whirling maelstrom
A whole new you to explore
Poetry
Music
Love
Longing for someone to hold you without consequence
Love confounds you as it confounds me
Stitching yourself back together piece by piece
Each piece is like glass
Clear, shiny and defining
You are seamless
As if you were never broken
As if a drop of delicate water can still break you
Shattering in a billion pieces
But don’t cry
I know you are strong minded and strong hearted
For I have witnessed it
The only thing that can touch you now is love
It will slide down your body like red silk
Entwining you with something special
Obstacles wavered as if nothing were there
Free and profound
When bloomed in the morning
Hair blowing in the wind like an optical illusion
You are free and weightless
Like a silhouette dancing in the distance
Purged of the past
Dancing; flowing like an art form
Only beauty shines on your delicate skin
But still as silent as snow
You are my flower
My Morning Glory

Escaping to a dream from reality
A place where I stick through time
Somewhere I can be free and be myself
A place where I can’t feel; can’t breathe
No fear of anything
No worrying for anyone
People might say I am Heartless
Not because I save people
Nor because I am fighting for them
Because I am frozen
Exhausted from life
Deprived of emotions
Drained of sanity
Decimated of insanity
But I am the opposite
I know I feel because I save people
I don’t worry; I care
I fight because they are worth fighting for
I shut out all distractions
Yes
Because I am free
Because I am frozen in my time
That is my true strength
This is my release
My name is Keith and this is my
Fairy Tale

I like solitude
The past walks with me
It lives with me
900 years ago there was nothing here
No hotel
No theme parks
No promenade
Just a beach; nets hanging out to dry
Armored vessel's in the bay
I will never forget the consumption of my body
Tainted
Nor
Cleansed
Love confounded me; it wasn't despair, it was bliss
The face of the mirror had more substance than a wraith
Yet I knew it could not exist; nor could I
For I am infamous
Leaching off of people to dispel my death
I am a time borrower
I am a display
Merely a face of time its self
Mourning for my
Kirchwasser