Raindrops tap, tap at the window pane
A drumbeat for calm
They twinkle in soft light shining through
All my own, all my own stars
Crackles of brilliant blue light the night, world turned to colour for one moment
Stare in wonder
Claps and booms form a cacophony of sound
A song being played
It softens and calms
The events of the day almost erased
A lullaby so soft demanding to not be ignored
Lulls my eyes closed as I say
Goodbye to this day
Welcome the following, arms opened

In one minute
I want to run
I'm shallow breathing
Now I'm gasping
It's advancing over my head
My legs in position, ready
I'll give it all I'm worth

Then the world shakes
It's bad, real bad
There's splinters pointing in, every turn I'm walking into something sharp, damaging
My legs may be ready, muscles aching to bunch and spring
Though they must stay soldered right here
I'm screaming for escape

But what escape can be found?

The power of words
None know the extent
Can make our hearts fly free
Knowing we are not alone in our stasis, our feeling
Can make our hearts fly free hearing 'I love you', 'I am proud'
Can cause our hearts to seize in our chests, such pain, such happiness
But from words
Have we forgotten that talk means nothing
Unless action follows, gives evidence of feeling, of statement
If actions were valued as such
Imagine the world?
Poverty, hunger, may be lessened
We may know difference between good, bad, right, wrong
Being valued, or used
The world might be changed absolutely
The power of actions
Matters

Hope has gone away, extended vacation
You've lost all you ever wanted before you could even conceive of it, let alone have it
She's falling apart and all you can do is watch day by day
The one you thought would give you strength you needed packed the suitcase, no trace
You're slowly coming to that realisation that the world doesn't give a ****, too busy worrying about it's own problems
Where do you find the hope? Where do you look?
In the dirt that's all that's left?

In he wanders
Exactly the right time
Saying all the right things

Don't be a lesson
Dressed in sweet nothings
Bones wrapped in skin and eyes that crinkle into happiness
Inspiring hope and muscles moving into unstoppable grins
Only to tear apart, opportunity to learn not to trust or love too easily

Don't be a lesson
Be a reality
A perfectly timed opportunity for happiness
Please

You scar, for fun
Administering poison
Stomping your feet like a child,
Mind games to leave them lying on the kitchen floor,
Pieces of mind and heart shattered
On the walls, a red spray of pain
You're sick and suffering is your exultation, triumph
You revel in it
You smile that toothy, evil grin
Eyes flashing self satisfaction
What you don't know is,
When eyes are opened,
And you are seen through and through
You will be left in the dust
Where your sickness belongs

Nothing
That's all some days
Everything
In over my head, saturated, drowning in emotion
Wrung dry of tears
Next, a numbness that cannot be challenged by anything
Feeling like ice, a wall shields me from all, until the ice melts
To form a sea of emotion that swamps with the power of a tsunami
It's all or nothing
Nothing or everything
Some days I enjoy the ice