The snaking river
Winding past trees
Making small boats
Out of tiny leafs

Its journey is long
And lonely at best
But it continues to flow
Needing no rest

Its soft burbling sound
Is calming to hear
And its pure, clean water
Draws animals near

It brings life to the land
Making it green
Causes flowers to bloom
And stones to gleam

It provides for the life
From large bears to small mice
Yet no matter how much you try
You'll never touch the same river twice

This poor old bear
Tag torn and tattered
Only a voice in my head
But you told me I mattered

Once snowy white
You've darkened with time
You've been through so much
And become covered in grime

Your fur soft and worn
You gathered my tears
A voice in my head
But you drove away fears

They can call me insane
But they never cared
I didn't let go of my mind
I simply shared

Poor old bear
You've been through so much
And even after so many years
You're still calming to touch.

Dance with me
Spin me around
Breath into me
And lift me from the ground

Fill me with hope
And allow me to grow
A sweet gentle breeze
Through you I flow

Me burning hot
Dancing on wood
Flickering tongues
I burnt what I could

You gentle and soft
A whisper on wind
Keeping me alive
Giving me oxygen

Twirl around me
Spin me with grace
Feed my warm glow
And light up the earths face

From one little spark
An inferno am I
Blackening the wood
And reaching for the sky

Dance with a grace
But don't steal the show
Dance just to fast
And my flame will burn low

My fate in your hands
To grow or to die
To turn into dust
Or to reach for the sky

I hear each one land
So silent, so small
My hand grows wet
With each tear to fall

Run out my eye
And skid across my cheek
Drip off my chin
My heart feels bleak

I don't want to think
For with each thought
My mind cracks more
With each memory pain brought

With each fallen tear
Comes a fresh wave of pain
A thousand insults
And I've got nothing to gain

I'm useless, unwanted
Overweight and dumb
With what I say to myself
To others I'm numb

Whatever they say
Only rolls right off
I really don't care
I laugh and I scoff

I've heard every word
Every insult they spew
I've said them all to myself
None of it's new

A pool forms in my hands
Salty, and warm
Demons fly 'round my head
A red horned, tailed swarm

The small little angles
Mixed into the crew
They are hard to see
They are small and they are few

With every success
I see my own failure
My minds ripped at the seams
My brain needs a tailor

Don't cry in public
Never show the pain
No one wants to help
I've got nothing to gain

I let the water fall
And crawl into bed
A dark dreamless sleep
Will clear out my head

Rain falls through the sky
Each small, little drop
And falls into puddles
With a soft little plop

The rain looks so sad
The sky covered in cloud
Strong claps of thunder
Turning quiet to loud

Why does the sky weep
And turn its face grey
If you listen to the wind
What would it say

Mighty, fast winds
That fall from the sky
That bends down the trees
Is the earths sigh

But as the sky weeps
It waters the ground
And soon after it stops
Not another sound

The tears of the sky
Dampen the earth
Giving green life
And Mother Nature rebirth

Every tear that falls
Washes out pain
Makes way for joy
The beauty of rain

Fly away
On feathered wings
From labyrinth window
You will spring

Plush blankets
With lies you gain
To free you and father
From fearing pain

Waxen glue  
Hold feathers tight
Pray and pray
You will take flight

Wings flap strong
You now are free
Above the sun
Below the sea

Don't fly to high
Don't fly to low
Melted or soaked
You will drown below

The sun, the sun
Your wings are dripping
Diving and falling  
Through air your slipping

Feathers are gone
Your wings are bare
You flew to high
You're falling through air

Under the waves
You cannot swim
Your lungs are now full
The water will win

Oh poor icarus
You were sure to be free
You flew to high
Now your grave is the sea

I asked the vampire
If it hurt his mind
To feed on the living
And to leave time behind

I asked the ghost
If it pained his soul
To know he was no more
Than a formless immortal

I asked the werwolf
If it tormented his heart
To know how he mindlessly
Rips people apart

They all answered yes
It pained them so
To know of the sorrow
That they themselves sow

They weeped at the thought
They cried for the dead
Tears dripped from their eyes
As they hung their head

I asked them of their home
Of the shadows in which they live
They went utterly silent
They had only horror to give

But in all honesty
The shadows seem nice
They called it evil
Filled with rats and mice

Next time you want life
Or strength beyond measure
Or more time with family
Just simply remember

Choose your words wisely
Or you will live feeling sad
Say what you mean
Or you will be had