It’s been ten years, long but short nonetheless,
But these last few weeks seem most valuable:
With the many tears, shed but shown much less,
With what was and still isn’t; days, countable,
Unwind the deep depths of my mind, as I press
And **** what memories I have left, unable
To realize, much more see, how near sunset’s
Come. For me, it might be time to buy a shave.

I’ve got a lot to look back to, much more to look at:
Those days I cried because I couldn’t fight and
The days I’ll fight because I wouldn’t cry… That,
That and why things are the way they are without
Having to ask “why?” are the things my mind can’t
Help but think of. It’s my time to wake up now.

Sunset nears, but there is no need to fear the night.
All nights pass as if there is none; hence, sleep is time
Travel. Sunrise will come just as soon as sunset; right
After the sun waves goodbye it greets us with light
So brilliant. Indeed, it is time to wake up… Tomorrow
Is just like any other day, just that it starts another
Ten years… of pain and joy, of sorrow and laughter,
Of new things and old habits… I’m not even halfway there!

Moving with might
Following potential
refracting metaphorical light
Becoming apart
Of what gives people life

Selfless balance
Of give and receive
If the roots are affected
Then so are the leaves

If roots are
Not grounded,
Not watered
Not nurtured

Some leaves unwholesome
Some wilted
Some lonesome

Little do we know
The leaf is wanting to let go
Anticipating renown
To return to the soil
To avoid the turmoil
Of what it is to grow

" If "doesn't feel
Anything is real
Then it may keel

To avoid the hearth
Creep into the earth
Be lead to ascension
Strong In ground
Trunk,
Branches,
Long to astound  
Constant extension

Leaves can regrow
Even when low
Growth can be slow
Growth can be fast
Leaves will come and go
Your roots will last

They wait, they hide, they prey.
Eating carrion,
vanishing in the setting sky.
These devilish carnivorous beasts,
soaring, circling quietly.
A smell from afar, piercing the senses.
A soulless hide, or partially alive.
Morality does not exist,
they devour all, their defining nature,
seeking the infirm,
a blackened mind.
Just there to watch you die.