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Steven Forrester Jan 2011
A ghost
Trapped and wandering
A host
Lost and wondering
A conception
Of a fatal reflection
An unknown deception
That spreads it's infection
A specter who needs a confession
To be known
Not thrown
Into the dark
Hark
Who comes to pass
When a tortured man breathes his last
But cannot speak his fears
Horrible and grotesque were his years
A torturer becomes tortured and true
When I lay my eyes upon you
I see through
The fog that faintly filters forgettably
Regrettably
He dies
And is trapped watching you
Trapped in a dimensional center
He is dead and gone now
Nothing but a starry eyed specter
(c) Steven Forrester
Steven Forrester Jan 2011
When starry night
Drapes the sky
I stare up
In wonder
Blinking out an ancient message
Telling of a long forgotten vestige
My mind wraps around
A wily, wiry, wavering sound
I find myself
Absorbed
And restored
Gaping upon the cosmos
Once again I hear the sound
Then my heart begins to pound
A pair of eyes draw me
To this conclusion
I see the night sky
When I see her blue eyes
A better muse than many
The color so vibrant
It does resound
This new specter
Has me star-bound
(c) Steven Forrester
Steven Forrester Jan 2011
Sometimes
I hate my life
Sometimes
I think I should die
Sometimes
I've lost all my dreams
Sometimes
I just want to scream

I just want to scream
So loud

So loud
You hold your ears

You hold your ears
So tight

So tight
You lose all fear

You lose all fear
And desire
This fire
Which burns within
So much to be given
Sometimes
I think these things
Sometimes
I want to scream
(c) Steven Forrester
Steven Forrester Jan 2011
What is my solace
My mind does try to find
A solid reason
For a season
Of solemn serenity
Eternity
Is fleeting
Can one truly grasp
The intricacies
Of the human mind
And try to find
Hope
Where there is none
And some
Continue to ignore the obvious
The world has given up hoping
All energy turns to coping
With life
And strife
And struggle
We're huddled
In fear
In a world full of malice
Tell me
What is my solace?
(c) Steven Forrester
Steven Forrester Jan 2011
Beautifully white
The snow falls tonight
Upon the mountains and trees
Serenity is what I see
In the deep craterous tracks
Left behind by people
From the cold they become feeble
In this divinity
A fact
Inside a wondrous eternity
Now I can see
The visions and the thoughts
All pettiness lost
Yes I know
How one can change
Amongst the perfect white snow
(c) Steven Forrester
Steven Forrester Jan 2011
(For Alizia)


The blocks upon which
Lives are built
Are torn asunder
And lined with guilt
The sadness engulfs you
Like fire
Desire
Breaks through the darkness
Take the hand of an angel
Come to take the tears away
My friend you see the world in gloom
Your mind is tainted with said doom
The light
Can ignite
That warm feeling again
Please
My friend
Smile
:)
(c) Steven Forrester
Steven Forrester Jan 2011
She has fair skin
And crystal blue eyes
I can only love her within
I must let my passion hide
Unsure of whats ahead
Will I be a hero
Or will I be dead
Am I trapped at zero
Am I weighted down like lead
I look at her in a smokey haze
As I see her avoid my intense gaze
Will she know
Does she know
Can she know
What I wish I could show
Will she be
Can she be
The only one I see
I would say her name
But then this poem wouldn't be the same
And I would be playing a losing game
She is someone not to be tamed
She has to power to unlock my fame
She's the one in my aim
But I cant tell her
I cant see her
I cant be with her
A love, yes a love, that seems to fit like a glove
My heart beats
My mind thinks
I'll be nothing more than a silent love
(c) Steven Forrester
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