Walking through the busy streets
A stranger.
My home.
I get tossed and thrown
Through the surging crowd
Is this my home?
I open my eyes
To watch like a child
The streets,
The sky.
Curious eyes see dragons soar
Above the raging current of faceless people
It never looked down,
And neither do I.
The dirt on my shoes
Or the wind in the stars?
I soar.
I am the dragon
Distant and watchful
I guard with lazy eyes
My stranger.
My home.
The people surge past me
A pulsing, writhing mass
They move as one.
Patterns and colours swirling
Everybody wants to be somebody.
To stand out.
I am a dragon.
A secret dragon.
I don't stand out though,
I fly.
And they will never catch me.

Before the world came darkness
And at its end was peace,
But chaos calmly churned between,
A violent masterpiece

This is where the end began
Blood was shed and demons ran
Far beneath the pretty skin;
The frigid darkness lies within

Twelve seconds left
To fix the world.
Start from within,
The rest will follow.

Big and fluffy
clouds drift by
Just like icebergs
In the sky

Im glad that planes aren't boats

Taking comfort in
Each others souls
As the rain pours
Around us
Like ice.
I love you,
Old friend.
I do.

Perhaps I mightve been a lobster
My backwards spine and plate,
Perhaps as human I am fitter
Perhaps maybe,  a good deal bitter
The stars dance looping circles
Casting their lives brightly,  tightly around
And I am stardust,  true,  and you
As well were once a star.
We could've been lobsters,  but
We lived,  and came so far
And so's our fate

The tracks of my tears
         *   Tearing
Lines of lies down my face
Like bars on a cage
And I'm trapped
And escape is so far away
I can't see a glimmer of hope
But rather, shades of grey.
I remember birds
And how far they can fly
But my wings are broken,
So why bother try?
And when my jailor comes I hide.
Because I *know
Who.
He.
Is.
And I can't bear it.
So I hide.
But I can't lie, not to myself
I can try to deny
But in the end I know
How useless that is.
Because under that horrible mask
Is not some monster in the dark...
But, I suppose it is.
And under that mask
My disguise
Is a cage of lies.
Where I sit and I cry
Because I know.
I put myself here.
*and I can no longer escape

It might have been an idle dream,
It could have been a lie
But when I saw your shining face,
A thousand years went by.

There was an unearthly quality to the light; Somthing that settled not quite
Over the solid and soft-edged shapes,
Lavender in the sun's goodnight
The ethereal coolness drapes
Almost lovingly over the fevered sky
The solid, steady world giving way
To somthing gentle, far away

I felt the first kiss
Of a pain so familiar,
I welcome the loss
Before it begins;
The knife in place
I mourn my pace
Too soon, I cry,
Too soon.

Sometimes I lie in bed and dream
Of summers' vanilla kiss
And of fields of colours
As cotton fluff drifts beside
The racing iridescent bubbles

Sometimes I remember
The soft sway of orange and yellow leaves
As they spiral through moss-smell
and sunbeams in fall

And sometimes I laugh
When I think about the sparkling sugar
And sharp bite of snow
As I tumble into the house for cocoa,
bright-eyed and exhausted

But sometimes I search for tomorrow
The soft green bursting
Around splashes of rainbow fairy hats,
Dusting the sky with the smell of happiness
And shimmery yellow sun drops dancing
Over hazy parks

And sometimes I watch
The cotton- fluff clouds float by
And breathe the clean smell of wild waterfalls and icecream,
To the distant music of bumble bees
And laughter
And sometimes I smile
And dream
And let the sun warm my face
Until the blackberry brambles
Whisper my name to the breeze

You fill me with sunsets,
Wrap the warm golden light around me,
Entrance me with midnight stars
And throw me to the heavens,
Where I fall to your safe arms

Say hello to my tomorrow
When mercy ends today,
Raise your arms to embrace sorrow
As life's last love dies away

Drawing the essence of the earth,
Up, but with trembling fingers
Spun thinner than spider legs
Quivering like a leaf in Autumn
But still, steady enough
To slowly pull out the thin, winding string
That bound you here,
Delicate like the first hope after despair
Longer, longer,
Until you can make a scarf,
Slowly twisting the ends,
And give it away
Because they needed it more,
And it will all be worth it.

A candle  in the
Dark           Like a
Ligh              Tbulb
In a                  Box
Flick               Ers
Until t        He bat
           Terys
            Run
            Out

Hello, my friend

I have found it at last
It is bright and warm
    And strange
I do not know what it is,
but I think I like it
Nothing hurts here, it's nice.
Tell mother it's okay now, I'm okay

I think I'll just stay awhile,
                And rest...

Goodbye,  friend

I felt the first kiss
Of a pain so familiar,
I welcome the loss
Before it begins;
The knife in place
I mourn my pace
Too soon, I cry,
Too soon.

Midnight phone calls
Whisper stolen words

Sleepless nights, day dreamer see
What this world has been, could be:
Feel the sorrow, feel the rain,
Feel new hope be born again

If you look at the things
You no longer see,
They will become new again,
And so will you.

Sighs on the trees
Planted where angels go,
Tremble like the leaves
That left so long ago

Floating, gloating, bliss
The time floats by,  I miss
My chance, and others fall
Like rain,  like soldiers rain
Down
Other chances,  other glances
Pass

I float away

Run, jump, skip, eat;
Snore, lie, dream, sleep.
Drum, strum, sing, bleat;
Recite, replay, retry, repeat.

A boat sails from the fog
A lonely oar man emerges
from the choppy waves,
The distant dawn is as thin
as night is thick

Such weight held in small words

Thick wool eyes
Flutter uncertainly in the morning
Tumbling out of their spinning dreams
And into the darkness,
fingers fumbling in the cold
For the light switch,
Eyes sear and water with overflowing light,
Feet curling on the cold floor,
Hands blindly grabbing at clothes
Thick wool swimming lazy circles
And softening your mind
In the early morning

The clocks tick;
One second past midnight,
But the darkness never fades.
Stars don't shine on monsters,
But the world turns on,
Waiting for dawn to come

The fickle mists of time
Wound 'round your hand and mine
The clock ticks late
And seals our fate
'I love you' eyes are kind

Sleepy sun rays
Sink into my bones
Waking my soul
I hope that this stays
The first warm warm day
Forever and always
With me

Do I dare disturb the universe?
I do not think that they will see me.
I have measured my life in coffee spoons
And hollow men,
But with these deliberate disguises
I should be glad of another death,
To purge the sores on innocent tongues,
This waiting is wanting!
Your eyes have their silence, true
But so do dying stars.
There is no rest for a lost boy,
Who searches for love
That was cast to the sea

And you
Anchor the shifting mists of haze
Ablaze in my mind

Morning indigo
Floods my room and washes
Cool ink streaks on my skin
It swirks and eddies around me
The watery green gold light trickles in.
In, to my morning water paradise

I live
Among old bandaids
And untold truths,

If I could hold the world
But only for a day
I'd marvel at such life
And watch it melt away

If I could kiss a star
And whisper in its ear
I'd like to tell a joke
So it twinkles bright all year

Rain
Gives life like angels
Falls without mercy
And storms like angry demons

And soft, unto vivid petal struck
The tender hand of golden light,
The violent violet blue aflame
To every eyes' intense delight

Some days it seems
The gleaming city across the river
Is not just built of glass, but mirrors
I see myself in every face I pass,
I do not go there often

A glaring call breaks my sleep,
My dreams not mine to keep.
No food today.

I gaze at warriors, my friends
Our wits and wills to break or bend.
We pay another day.

My lips do drip a poison red;
Let loose the lie my life has lead,
My words are knives to slay.

But my every armoured plate
Are prison clothes I can't escape,
And with my heart I pay.

A piece! A price!
My petty life
To waste away
And lies to say
And lies do sway
My enemies
*And me.

I rise like the dead
To walk in the shadows
I rise from the shadows to see..
I wake from my grave
To stare and the sun
My lifeless breath to bath in the sun
I rise from my grave to see

Rain slides down my window panes
The whispers of old demons slain
And washes away all traces of pain
So new life can grow again

Aimlessly, incessantly,
A path worn by nessesity
Traverse down memory lane.
Don't make me go back again.

All my bridges I burnt,
My lesson I learnt,
And all of my demons slain.
Don't bring them to life again.

What was said has been said,
I made my own bed, I am content.
And the past is the past,
So please make it last.

To take a life
(Like crush a bug)
It's just a fly...
I made it die

Talking in tongues,
The train of thought
Running in loops
Breathless lungs
Exhale, air caught
Head droops

I wake early in the morning
When light first glances through
It's golden finger gently caressing
The dreamless dream I never knew.

The air is cool upon my cheek
But silky warmth around me stay
Curls, confines, comforts and hides
But sadly I rise for the day

And the frost descends
Like dust,
Kissed by the freezing rain,
In glittering ecstasy