The only thing they found under the bed,
were unmatched socks and worn out comics.
The real terrors that waited for me,
Hid inside my mind,
Somewhere between regret and worry.

Desperate to drift to sleep
I'd meet the monster inside.
He wouldn't try to attack,
He'd grin and I'd grin back,
We were the same after all.

Our own silent meadow,
The kind we always knew we'd find.
Swaddled in silence,
We lie upside-down on a quilt of petals.
You are safe with me;
I am myself with you.
Like Dawn and Dusk,
All at once,
I am calm and in awe,
All at once.

Rise up little fire.
Can’t you feel the great heat within you.
You’ll never be missed in death if you never start to live.
The sparks scare me too.
We can’t control where we grow.

It wasn’t an accident.
It was out of necessity.
The universe needed our presence.
It has a service,
just one thing it needs from us.

In return, we live.

That in fact, is the requirement to live.
Loud. And with great force.
Crackle.
So that even the coldest phantoms can feel it.
Don’t be afraid to melt them.

It will hurt. But what other choice do you have?
Sizzle. Putter. *****.
Never.
Build. Burn. Blaze.

Son.
I came back for you.
I wasn’t done teaching.
I never started.
Now.
I need you to let me listen.
Let me watch.
Let me find the answers with you,
Not for you.
It isn’t my job to plan your life.
But to give mine for yours.
It isn’t right to tell you how and where,
But only dig up the why nots.
You can be the greatest,
Go the furthest,
Shake the stale dead dust off this old sphere.
Shatter to the core,
Even the Earth has a heart.
Will you heed it’s beating?

Noise is not the presence of sound,
but the presence of sound without meaning.
I hate repeating myself,
repeating myself,
myself.
LISTEN!
Not all words deserve the same amount of volume.
If only harsh and hate had a mute button.
-But then...it may silence my own thoughts.

For a moment it would be...





*...quiet.