I wonder if you ever
Wish for an apology?

You are the one who
Knows all about me.

You hear me whine
When I’m awake –
Catch my tears
When I am weak –
And hug the words
I mumble in my sleep.

All I have ever done
For you –
Rest upon you.

I will wait for you.

In a coffin I lie,
A sentence served
Of life.
Watch me sleep--
I will wake again in your arms.
My heart is cold
Until you thaw it.
This ghost,
This haunting soul,
I will not depart--
Restless but
Waiting...

Come to me now,
For death calls with welcome arms,
Sleep will willingly drown.

My days are like never ending dreams;
I'm glad to say I'm happy to be
Alive; in such a daze, I walk in
As I watch Hell's fiery tongue
Retrieve, as my blessings sink in deep
And all my devastation resolves;
In this hectic mess, such happy ends
Must be a hoax; how can someone so
Unlucky have so many miracles?
It must be a dream: please, don't wake up.

I wanted to fly
Beyond imagination
So I slept
And never woke up again.


F.Z.N

Hello my friend, my only friend
the night's said bye, and reached its end
the sun says hi! and slips over the bend
the day is nigh, its time to mend

No matter the times that life throws at us
no matter the cracks that grow within
we must wake up and not make a fuss
we must find calm in the noisy din

Away and afar do we have to go
the trail is rough, the fatigue in our toes
but stand up and shake it off, dear one
there is still so much to be done

If you feel tired, I will lend you my strength
If you have lost desire, I will find it again
If you feel mired, I will show you the way
If you wish to rest, I will hold you, and gently sway

Don't give up now, give up on the regret
Take a deep breath, and get off that bed
the bed of roses, you have made for yourself
soon they will be thorns, and you will be dead

Make use of the time, that life gives free
that slips slyly by, as you sit and dream
It's now or never, my only friend
One day at a time, and you can rest at the end

Don't ask me how you can obtain,
something you already know.  
If you seek a spiritual gain,
Only you can go.
Take in the love
Replace the pain.
Try breathing like you know,
The world won't be the same,
For any of us who let go.

If I die before I wake,

Then I have died and will not awake.

But if I dream before I sleep,

Then I have dreamed a better dream

Than this life I live to live my dreams.

And if I die before I wake,

then the dreams to come will more dreams make.

Its amazing how fast the world can change.
Its astonishing how something so similar
to a peace corps,
can turn into a firing squad
without even knowing about it.
how it can go from caring and understand,
to demanding and humiliating.
It has grown to extreme to control.
The fear of being shot to death if an argument starts,
and a strong chance you'll never get up.

Something so simple,
that might not even involve you,
can get you taken to the shooting range.
begging for forgiveness
or trying to rebel.
the firing squad knows no mercy.
not any more, anyways.

A man with little to no power
will stay with the peace corps.
will be there with open arms.
A man who demands power
will BE the firing squad.
will be there to break arms.

A man who asks himself the wrong questions.
Asking "why won't the corps help or stay with me ?"
As he continues to demand from others.

selfish. selfish man.

Why doesn't he ask himself the honest question:
"why did I leave?"