Once was loved,
but was suddenly stopped.

Loyal but betrayed,
Until led to astray.

In the dark it took flight.
Then he was born, the luminous night.

Slamming doors are our earthquakes
they are the faults that quake
and when they shift
I can feel our world quiver.

The home we've built
is almost shambles
the plaster lining our walls
crumbles and becomes the dust on our shelves.

The fights we share
are the shifting foundation,
where cracks stagger our steps
and cause us to share blows
dancing a silhouette
of arguments.

Pieces of people
that we never used to be--
are the imaginary characters to our fairy tales  
because there is no way
we could see either of as beautiful--
when we are only seeing
an outline of who we used to be.

Caricatures so misshapened
that they are etched into our bedroom
the sleeping place we used to share our dreams
and instead we scream our nightmares

collapsing from exhaustion
only to cuddle with extra pillows
building forts on each side of the bed
to at least have something comfort us.  

Our harmony finally makes it's ******
it is not the smash of earthquakes
but the sickening silence of loneliness
because we've become isolated.

no longer stomping out natural-disastres
instead we accept our indifference
and we quietly leave the door open--
because there's no need to close doors
in a house we no longer live in.

occupation:**    


                         *family disappointment

Everyone smiles at least once in a lifetime
check out if yours is triggered
by someone else's misfortune.

A sweet face of an angel
She is friends with the devil
At war with the monsters
She is hard to handle
Warm and gentle heart
She has nerves of metal
Slowly freaking out
She is a twisted and mental
Destructing idols of fear
She is unable to settle
On darkness she feeds
She is a born rebel

for you for us for humanity for earth for falling stars for
unborn for small sprigs of grass and grand canyons for the last
beer the ashes of past cigarettes for the spry unruly young and the withering passages of time seen in old eyes in grey hair in wrinkled skin
in red sunsets and orange dawns in red white and blue patriotism
in fast cars beautiful speeches in small talks with a neighbor
equal rights no glass ceilings no pain no hurt no hunger no killing
no suffering in free will to love each other and still make an honest dollar
in doughnuts beer ice cream painting velvet clear skies
canvases of rainbows pages of peaceful words
long nights discovering something more powerful
than us, I wish to quit hearing in my memory
my mom and dad fighting
all harsh loud words washed away .
Oh, I wish for a whole lot.

When God created me He knew what he would see,
Someone that wasn't perfect or in heaven I would be.
He put me here on earth to lead this life I live,
Learning as I go giving what I can give.
He knew that I would stumble and sometimes even fall,
He knew that I would suffer and for Jesus Christ I would call.
He's had a plan for me from the very first day,
Frustrating times will be but soon I would see his way.
The love I have inside me all the good that I must do,
This does not go unnoticed and I know He sees it too.
I thank you God, for all you do even when my heart strays from You.
My heart is yours, forever more until the day I'm at your door.