Don't write to please others
It won't be the truth anyway

Don't write to be edgy
If it means you don't even believe what you just said

Don't write to be popular
For popularity doesn't always mean quality

Don't try to write what you think someone wants to hear
Dare to be yourself

Draw a line, but not in ink,
Charcoal black will let you rethink

The emperor's word isn't set in stone,
Uncertain as breath, the power of the throne

The mighty sea is stirred by a wave,
Don't still your soul, before the grave

Life is about hands.**

It is about you
Staring at them
Tired but joyful
While your first child lays in your arms
Sleeping and closing a fist around your index.

It is about you
Staring at them
After you hurried into hospital
Holding your mothers hands
And begging her to stay.

It is about you
Staring at them
Trying to keep them still
Yet all they do is shake
And you don't know why
Because  you aren't even nervous.

It is about you
Staring at them
While you introduce yourself to some teenagers
Who are baffled and tell you that they already know you
Because they are your grandchildren
And you try to remember their names.

It is about you
Staring at them
Before you place them around your own neck
Wishing it would be easy to **** yourself
Because the pain is so hard to stand
And you have become so weak.

And it is about your children
Staring at their own hands
While they hold yours
Which are no longer warm and full of life
But cold and stiff.
And they wish they wouldn't hold them for the last time.

I ask of you,
Forgiveness beyond any other
For as I stand,
Oppon this broken earth
I fear of my past
Of my present
And the future I throw away
For I have sinned
Red stains my hands
‘Defence is justified’
But is it really?
Yes, he sinned first,
But do I truly have the right?
To take one's life?
‘An eye for an eye’
A life for a life
But mine is unfit
*****...
Sick...
It does not hold value
In this broken world
Where little light escapes
So I ask you,
As I take the step
Am I worthy of forgiveness?
I took a life,
In order to keep a choice
A choice I would of saved for my one and only.
But does that choice mean as much as a life?
Yes I was scared
Yes I was attacked.
Yes he sinned first
But my crime weighs more
So I ask for you to listen
And forgive.
Not of me.
But of him.
For I have taken a choice from him.
As he was going to do of me.
But as he was going to take a choice of body.
I took his choice of life.
I am filthy
Tainted
I do not deserve your presence
But please.
As I give my choice of life
In place of his
To forgive him.
For he was lost
And alone.
Like we were  once
So as I take the step into the air
I thank you
For listening
And I hope
That one day
One will do the same for you
As you have done for me
So Thank You.

You tell me that you love me so,
and that you always will-
a love like that is hard to find,
and harder to fulfill.
You love me while I'm full of life
I truly hope you stay,
but are you gonna love me when
the luster falls away?

I'll never be this young again,
now, please, don't think me bold-
but are you sure your love will stand
when I am gray and old?
The spring will be gone from my step,
my strength will also fade.
Will I turn round to see you gone,
or be glad that you stayed?

The stars themselves fade out in time,
their shine will dim and die,
and it won't take that kind of time
to wither you and I;
but if you love me as you say,
then time will see us kept,
until beneath her currents cold
the river sees us swept.

So, when the luster falls away,
and all that's left is old,
will you still be the one I have,
the one I get to hold?
If your dear heart is true enough
to an old soul like me,
then that sweet love will be enough
for my eternity.

I Want Everyone  To Be Comfortable
So They Can Be Functional
Secure In Their Boots
Held Close To Home By Them Knowing Their Roots
Living Their Truth
Feeling The Affection  They Deserve
Feeling Loved With Out A Story Of Words
We All Have Pain  
BEEN Warpped Up In Thorns
Torn In The Rain
Had Our Favorite  People Walk Away
Been In The Bathroom
With A Bottle & A Blade
Tears On The Shooking Page
The Gaze In The Mirror
Fear Sadness  Rage
Feeling Trapped So Want  A Mom & A Dad
A Dog Or A Cat
Somebody To Sit & Talk With
Have Your Back
Just Hold You Close All Night Long
Tell You To Put Their Coat ON
SING Together  Special Songs
That Cut Deep
Still Make You Smile
That Walks Those Several  Miles
To Hug You Cos The Distace Been A While
Share Dreams With
Cry & Lean In
Find Change Or Dollars
TO Eat At 3
Night Time
Just You & Me
Phones  Silent
Angel Wings
To Remind  You That Your Amazing & Just Fine
No Shallow Vibes  That Incline Their Just Lyin
SO Your Smiling
A Friend With The Heart Of A Lion Alien Captin Of The Mother Ship
Thats Me If Im Absent To Leave
When You Uncover  This
I'm Lonely Drifitng. THREW LeafS & Mist
Whispering  This With A Ghostly Lisp
They Say My Heart Is So Big
Never Game Enough  Time That Was Just Skin
I Love You All
I Promise  This
Stranger Too It Doesn't Matter
Were All One Sun & Matter
All Of Us Once Felt Our Heart Has Shattered

Where would we go
if tomorrow never came
would the flowers still grow
if we never felt the rain
would you still love me
even after the pain
and miss me when I'm gone

Would fire still burn a flame
and would you call out my name
in dreams that only fade
would you still love me
when our eyes couldn't see
the memories we made

Would yesterday still remain
if I was to hold you again
and your heart I could mend
would you look at me
if I gave you more to see
would you still love me
if we were able to be
what we were in a song
Spiritwind ©2016

Sand chokes my sea blue eyes
Heat like waves invite Delusion's rise
My wandering soles worn to pride
But I won't give up on paradise

'Cuz I know
There's an angel waiting
To welcome me to the oasis
And I know
I can make it to your cool shoreline and
I won't waste this, my new horizon

There's the ocean just overhead
I'm not dreaming, no, I'm not dead
I'm just hoping for a splash of rain
Some clouds to wash away Thirst's looming dread

I'm collapsing and it's not enough
I'll be buried before the sun is up
And you will never know if
I truly loved you or if this was all a bluff

'Cuz you know
I'm no angel gracing
St. Peter's golden grating
And you know
I don't know to give up my hallucination and
return to your old foundation

I may die with my bones
Exposed in blistered sunlight
But in my hand
there'll be an old photo
Of you and I