for

          whom

                         does

                                     the

                                                 raven

                                                              cry

                                                                         when

                                                                                      all

                                                                                                that's

                                                                                     left

                                                                      are

                                             graveyards

                                 full

                     of
   dead

                       souls.

I draw
I draw a face
Is it yours?
No, not exactly

Because I draw from memory
And my memories are weak
I'm sorry
I have no pictures of your smiling face

I draw
I draw a bird
No, not a crow
A raven
Very different birds.

I don't draw it dark enough
I'm too scared
If it's too dark,  there's no going back
Don't touch the 9b

I draw
I draw a storm
Not my storm, no
Just a storm

Wreaking through the houses
The walls
The roof
Just to get to you
And I let it

I draw
I draw a mountain
That I will not climb
I refuse, it's too big

A mountain of my fears is always too big
I don't wish to try
To climb
The things I cannot control

I draw
I draw tears
Tears that were mine
But no longer Belong to me

The tears for you that I shed
The tears I wish I did not have
The tears rolling in the back of my head
The tears wishing you never bleed

I draw

Raven black hair
And a quality about you that tastes
As dark.
Bitter sweet.
Something’s hidden from this story’s ark
And I wonder if I should quit
But your green eyes hold me down like
Chains under deep sea water and I let
Them drown
Me.
I’m afraid of you.
I don’t know you.
But I know how I feel when I’m near you
And like a raven caught against the moon
Nothing can stop the shadow you cast on
Me.

I am just a raven
I was the one who was sent
To see the waters rise and recede
But my story forgotten by a dove
Now you ignore me
But yet you mistake me
For a measly crow
When I squawk, you tell me to shut up
But when I am silent, you mock me
So I squawk, and it repeats
I pick up your scraps and waste
Left on the battlefield
With my hard work and precious time
Yet you look up to the soaring eagle
Forgetting who cleaned your mess
I wanted to write this to you
To remember me
But now I mourn with these phrases
Because who would need to listen to me?

Lenore, not lost
but only sleeping
sainted, yes
and night comes reaping
radiant with demon's dreaming
tapping, tapping, like before.

Sure, the wind
has caught you from me
dances with you
rare Lenore.

Send this shadow
with it's rapping
send it
flying, from my door.

Suicidal
Homicidal
Alike but different
Each is permanent
**** someone in rage
Or **** yourself and leave behind a page
Your level of madness is measured,gauged
But why do I banter
Im as mad as a hatter
Nothing even matters
My life in tatters
A knife to me throat
Toss me in the moat
A bullet in the brain
Nothing to gain
Sometimes relief other times pain
The blood will be taint
Burn and Burn
Ashes in the urn
The worlds will turn
The stomachs will churn
For all you see is fake
And they will continue to take
An illusion
To launch you into confusion
A ruse
To light your fuse
Our lifespan
Throughout man
Short and bitter
So many of us quitters
The rest of us let out titters
While they gnaw on us, the critters
Bite and Bite
Fight for the light
To die in the moonlit night
To cause each other so much fright
Our 'Gods' tell us to **** each other
Our own brothers
Let the blackbird fly
High into the sky
To cause the gloom
To signal our doom
Our demise
Of the human enterprise