Time has ended so I lay
The end to a very painful day
I lay silent with nothing to say
Here in my dark room

With eyes open I can hardly see
Staring at the ceiling thinking of me
Wondering in the future what I will be
Here in my dark room

Will I still have my dark room
The place where there is peace
Or will I feel deceased
In a new dark room

But maybe when the night turns to shine
I won’t feel so but feel fine
Until night when I come back and whine
Here is my dark room

Now it is late I can’t see no more
My arm falls and drops to the floor
The liquid dreams in my head start to pour
Here is my dark room

The sounds of a thousand horses
Spirits riding the gusting wind
Dressing in armor of the night
Their weapons flashing through the land
Muffled sounds of the army
Are heard in the distance
Battle cries with horses screams
They start to rise
The force becomes louder and stronger
Then stops
Dead silence

Then the weapons flash again
The army attacks
Slicing through Mother Nature
Arrows of fire fall piercing the ground
The screams rumble the earth’s heart

Finally the battle has ended
The earth is wet with nature’s blood
Traces of the furious fight
Into piles that were left behind
Now only time can heal
Until the army of the storm returns

Laying motionless in the soft grass
My mind shuts off
My heart turns on
I stare endlessly into deep black
Into the soul of the night
I hear sweet calming music
A deep feeling of a beat
From the small band in my heart
My eyes start to dance
From one star to another
My tongue slips in
Swaying from side to side
The whole sky was my ballroom
The dark had never been more beautiful
More full of color
Then that one night

Stand at a change
A life in black and white

Silence surrounds the area
Making the body feel whole

Trees creep over and gaze with power
They seem to sneer and laugh
Telling to choose
Each holding an arrow showing a different path
A path of good or evil

But which is right?
Could one land to another arrow?

How could something look so simple
Yet be so hard to accomplish
Just walk one way
But that way could not be the way

Silence grows deeper and the heart trembles
Time is running out
The heart a ticking clock

It is time to choose
But so many paths!
Life has turned into a labyrinth

The mind tells one path
While the heart chooses another
Yet the feet are bricks to the ground

Only one thing left to do
Choose…

The path has been chosen

I opened the door today
Took my hidden skill
Added it to myself

We are one once again

The power of the blood
Runs through my veins again
Down to my hands
Making my fingers tingle

I grab my wand
With the magical ink
To create a picture from my mind
On a sheet of paper
But not of images
With words
Every word sends a pulse to the reader’s mind

I give them the paint
They paint the picture
For the power is back
The power to write

You came back
All these years you angered me
I tried to get rid of you
Delete you from my mind

You came back
Only to see me
You could of picked anyone
To hurt and torture
But you picked me

You came back
Now I sit in tears
All because of you
You brought me to this
I am me, don’t change that

You came back
Now I will end it
I sit with a gun to your head
Plead for your life
Say you are sorry

I am sorry!
I said plead for your life!
I am sorry!

Forget it!
I will make you never come back
For I have the gun to my head!

My paper of dots
Pen marks
Each mark a thought wasted away
No words
Just dots

Connect the dots
You get a story

Erase the dots
You lose an idea

Draw a circle
A circle of dots
A life of thoughts
My life

Connect the dots in my life
Listen to my story