I have died a million times
Master's whip
Has left my back a million lines
Each body left broken
Connections lost
Cut a million vines
Each body left breathless
"I can't breathe" the words screamed a billion times

You always held true
To the things inside your heart
And it costed you

Poetry is the only way out
Of a mind drowning in fear and doubt
I write my own freedom
I write my deliverance

My dear little bird,
don't be afraid to fly
even though so many have dropped to the ground
and you hear them cry

My dear little bird,
don't be afraid to sing
even though the winds may blow
still hold out your wings

My dear little bird,
there's one thing that I know
love and fortune favor the brave,
and experience will help you grow.

My poetry is calamity !
I wish I didn't have to write
I wish I didn't have the sight
I wish I didn't see the fight
And that's why I write !
My poetry is despair
I pen my greatest thoughts when I'm running out of air
I can pull lightening out of a bottle and hold it in my hand when I'm facing fear.
My poetry is anger
In the trenches
teeth clinched, face covered in blood
Enemies closing in on me. Fight or flight!
Adrenaline a gatling,  will I fight or will I run?
God didnt give me wings that work
But is the answer the gun?
My poetry is war
Mankind hath not shown me an answer
The bible gives me freedom yes but before the son of man comes back will I see a cure ?
My poetry is the blood pumping through my veins, the electricity running down my spine
My poetry is the cold, calculated sting of a viper, coiled and ready to strike.
I don't write because I want to
I don't write because I feel to
I write because my only defense to a world so cold
Is the truth so bold
I write because crying about the world would send me to an early grave.
I write to inspire you to follow and yourself you might save.
I write because my days are numbered and because its freedom I crave.

What a fire it was
that burned down in our souls
Like a candle, bright flame
exuding heat like burning coals
The candle burned bright
The only light on a dark night
My only protector, a dark knight
No vision, no moonlight
The sands of time, crashed on our flame
The cry of love did not sing our name
The light faded, a flickered flame
We loved and lost
We lost the game