The ache for power in man manipulates all.
Like love though it is as essential as breath.
As blood.
With only fleeting truth to tell of the beauty.
In death.
An eternity of watching.
As dreams fall fast to shadows

There’s a monster in my closet
Sharp eyes watching
Deep growls follow quickly
The door cracks open a little more
I can hear it, can you?
Its claws tugging at the carpet
Curling deep and holding tight
Nightlight flickers
**** that 2 watt bulb
Please don’t fail me now
Hiss, crackle... my lights gone out
The door swings wide
I’m all out of places to hide
Quick for the door
Run! Run!
Faster now, heart racing feet pounding
I’m standing in the hall my back against the door
Breathing hard eyes shut tight
But nothings coming, nothings scratching
Growling, whining at my bedroom door
The hall lights on now bright and warm
Mum has come she’s standing with me
...we both look at my bedroom door
Sheepish smiles, feeling silly
There’s no monster here anymore
No hissing, scratching, whining
No claws curling, digging
Tugging at my bedroom door
There's no monster here anymore

I wanted to tell a story
Of how I came to be where I am today
But you see it wasn’t my story

I wanted to paint a master piece
And hang it in a gallery for everyone to see
But remembered someone already did that

I went out and wanted to run around the world
Just like I used to
No wait, that was someone else too

Thought I might be losing my mind
Or already had
They told me I wasn’t original enough for that

Picked up my pen today and wrote something amazing
But it just didn’t feel good enough to share

Read the insanity of others, written into their poetry
And found that I wasn’t alone

I put my words out there with the rest of them

I became an original for the first time
With this beautiful insanity dwelling in my poetry too

Insanity distilled and shared

Wicked, twisted

Beautiful

It’s a long way between point A. and B.

Sun shining down on us
Windows open with the wind blowing through your hair
My hand resting on your leg as you shift gears
Loud rush of the air ripping by my ear

It’s beautiful

Your eye catches mine, we both smile and laugh
No reason for the joy shared now

Didn’t win the lottery
We’re not going on a grand adventure
Or maybe we are

Feel my heart swell just for being in the same place as you
Seat belt across my shoulder with the sun beating down
As always giving me strange tan lines

But I don’t mind
I have you

Kids jumping on dumpsters
Joyful shouts at the destruction
Youth, I remember it well
Stupidity too

I’m a few years ahead
But just a few
Was I once like that too?
I can’t remember

No I think my love was for swing sets
How they could lift you above everything
Even if they brought you down again

It left that twisted feeling in your stomach
Half the time not sure if it was good or not

But always we would run whooping for them
As soon as we got to the park
No... I’m definitely nothing like them

I wonder if they will learn...
Dumpsters of today
Friends of tomorrow
Children of an uncertain future

I hope they learn
I could tell them
But... they won’t listen
Having too much fun with their destruction

Those few years really mean something
No I was never like them
I was in love with swing sets

I really hate facebook
No really, I do
Everyone I ever knew is on there
Sometimes more than once

500 friends and still no one to talk to
Everyone commenting
But no one’s really saying anything
LOL

Have I mentioned how much I hate you?
Oh look Farmville... again
Gods help me

Another comment box is coming up
I’m being poked from so many different directions
Does anyone own a phone anymore?

HAHA thought someone might remember my birthday
No that was facebook to
Of course

Poke me again and I swear I’ll strangle you with that mouse cord!
Wireless...?
I’ll show you wireless

Family I have never met before wants to add me
Just because we share the same last name
Does not mean I want to know you

I just saw pictures I wish I hadn’t
I think I need to gouge my eyes out
...I’m being poked again

That’s it I’m killing someone!
For the record I told you so
Prepare to die!

LOL
p.s I hate you

Can’t help that my voice shakes
I’m standing up here looking out  
With the lights shining on me for the first time

It’s not just my voice that’s shaking
You know that sound right before you speak
When you can hear everyone out there watching
Hear them all holding their breath
Waiting for you to take your first

I’m standing up here looking out
The lights are shining down on me for the first time
I can barely breathe for all the stillness that’s waiting
For me to take my first

I’m sorry that my voice shakes
But it’s not the only part of me that is
I’m petrified to be standing up here
Under the eyes of so many that are far better than I could ever be

I take my first while all of them are watching
My mind hisses with self doubt
And I can’t stop my legs from trembling under me

I think how the laughter might ring out if I were to collapse
But the only thing I can hear is my voice
Echoed out over the stillness
Everyone still holding their breath

Slowly the passion written invisible between the lines of my first
Push’s its way into my voice
Until there is so much of it the shaking is smothered into nothing

I’m still petrified  
As these lights shine down on me for the first time
And I stand before all these people
That are far better than I could ever be
As they all hold their breath
Listening to my first

Suddenly it’s all over  
Every one that sat so silently listening to my first
They stand now
All of these people that are so much better than I could ever be

They are applauding
I am shaking again

I think I will every time I stand up here
Listening to the silence of everyone holding their breath
As the lights shine down on me for what feels like the first time
I’ll still be petrified

Still be sorry that my voice shakes
That at any moment I might collapse
But I’ll always come back

Because the passion written invisible between the lines
Will come out again and smother my shaking into nothing
But I’ll still remember my first

Even on my last
I’ll still be petrified