there's this recurring dream we had
moonlight was setting along the shore
I opened up these closet walls
and waves came crashing towards

the scribbling hands and empty palms
reaching for molecules of flesh
these tired eyes and great disguise
wishing for a single breath

I tell you time again that I'm wading
in an ocean you can't see
and they're threatening to drown me
though I'm only ankle deep

Be it ever so humble...
a case when size doesn't matter

Be it ever so comforting...
nothing like a stoked fire place

Be it ever so true...
keeper of all thoughts and secrets

Be it ever so loving...
family gatherings and holidays

... HOME.

Sitting alone
in the Dark
can feel
so Bright!

So this is what they mean by hell on earth
what happens when you stop believing
in faith and haven't yet figured out what's left
a curse for thinking, for thoughts are what brought me here
for Death is my master, lest I forget
he will send reminders every now and again
tear me from my body and set me up atop
to watch it stumble and fall apart
and it is anguish more than pain
when your mind doesn't want to stay
and you can't help but despair
for how can I do this until the rest of forever?
how many days more can I force myself to seem okay?
it is but a moment, but a flash
but it is an eternity
of burning dark and flame compressed into a second in time
waiting erratically to go supernova
it is the kiss of night searing back during daylight
I hug myself but I cannot find comfort in the grasping of my own arms

Suddenly, I see the wasteland behind my eyes
where I do not smile and stars go to die.

Writers are forged from the fires of struggle
made to never crumble under pressure
like treasures embedded with diamonds.
Writers are fighters facing thunder and lightning,
writing the spark, the shock, the rumble
and the calm that comes after.
Writers are like iron forged under fire
burning with desire to be as strong as possible,
as sharp and logical as any thunderstorm.

Writers are roses in a valley of dandelions
aligned with lines as thorns and rhymes as petal,
which settles on paper.