Hold them in
Save them up
Remember the reasons
We cry so much
Let them go
And count them slow
So that you will always know
Why it is
That people cry so

I'm me, and me isn't such a bad thing to be.
I am me, and me is a terrible thing to be.

“Anxiety”

Hell awaits seething
As flames flow bleeding
Through my fingers burning
The tears in yearning
Shed in payment red
For my shadows dead
All they sought was redemption
For falling to temptation
Never stopping to think straight
Judgment I laid down on their fate  
Only to find the light
Was always in the right
Again I have fallen prey
To everything the voices say
Anxiety...Anxiety
Its all I can hear
...
Next all I can see
....
I'm sinking beneath
.....
The weight of this sheet
......
Being pulled over my face
.......
Now I share with them their fate

A freak with a gift
The beast able to lift
The very sky
And hold it high
But no one sees
No one heeds
Its whimpers of pain
They only want to gain
Control of a monster
Who tries to say he lost her
His beauty and love
When he reached up above
To help all of you
He lost her too
Now he is alone
Frozen to the bone
With fear and doubt
Unable to shout
That he needs his life
His love his wife
The only one who never screamed
But looked up and beamed
At this monster so strong
Who no one had loved for so long

So run and hide
Any who seek to guide
This giant will
Let loose and ****
Anyone between him
And his most precious gem
You wont be cut
Or clawed and shut
In a coffin cold
Filled with mold
He needs no weapon save his eyes
For they will pierce through your lies
Laying bare your soul
Leaving just a gaping hole

You will die, you will fade
But he cannot, for there will always be shade

“goodbye”

Don't think
Don't even blink

The stories are coming
The songs are humming

Rising to ****
All those who fill

All imagining dreaming
And pictures sinking

My stories are stirring
The beasts are luring

Don't look
Don't leave

They know your names
Just as they know my shames

I had them under control
Until I tried to console

The monsters I made
Then put in a cage

But I broke
And then they spoke

For When I thought
Is when they fought

Now I see
My burning tree

Its my heart
The very start

Of love and laughter
Along with all i've sought after

But their souls are screaming
As flames flow bleeding
Through my fingers burning
The tears in yearning
Shed in payment red
For my creations dead

Every time I would die
One of them might fly

Afraid I deny their freedom
And sacrifice them fearing

Their fate
Is mine now late

So goodbyes are long
Since soon i’ll be gone

From all this light
And the ceaseless fight
goodbye

“The Owl and The Fox”

Silvery white shines the moon tonight

As the sea caresses the shore

And rain slips through the door

The wind roars aloud

At a ship sailing on a cloud

My safety seems so weak

For these walls are all i seek

To guard against these forces strong

But my safety will not last for long

This hope I abandon in all

And pray to God to catch my fall

His hand i do not feel

Though his help I know is real

My castle is gone

Standing alone I feel so wrong

Secluded on this sandy stretch

I look to my right and to my left

Then looking to the water black

I see a face that has no lack

Of terror and fear

That drowning is near

Forgetting all thats been lost

Saving them is my only thought

Plunging into the icy sea

I try to save them as i tried to save me

Kicking back in hope of life

The waves cease their strife

And the wind sinks in its icy knife

Looking down to face this man

I see it was a woman i brought to land

Taking her hand

I lift her from the sand

Staring at me she opens her lips

Then speaks in a voice not honeyed or crisp

Never the less her speech I can tell

Is the voice of an angel chiming as a bell

I try to let go of her hand lily white

But she holds on so very tight

And whispers so slight

Nine words in my ear

That I could barely hear

“Thank you for saving me

my gallant gray knight”

Heart skipping a beat I knew that I would

Love only her for as long as I could.

I'm sure you can see

Even though this may be

A story far off way out in the sea

I still hope in my heart its about you and me.

From The Fox, To The Owl

You had the key to set me free
So you opened up my chest to see

The heart that loved you pounding
Red and blue and very sad sounding

For though you opened up the chest
My heart you left inside to rest

As a small silver box
Still covered in locks

But never opened it rusted old
Till naught was left but purest gold