We can create life
Does that not make anything possible?

I counted the wrinkles and cracks in your skin.
ran my finger down your seems.
I remember when you moved in me...
my heart was beating too.
I never knew love until I looked into your eyes,
and could feel myself blossom.

You bring out the best in me.
Challenge me to be better than yesterday.
I learned to be vulnerable.
To entrust and feel your love.
I took a leap of fate
landing before you.
I would of never of guessed it,
but I knew I’d find you when I was hanging on by a thread.
When I gaze into your eyes...
when I am in the safety of your arms...
All I know is that I am blessed to have you
for now, forever, and *always

Every day is like another challenge.
Another chance to survive...
We boast and gloat ,
Off the little we know.
You discover more when you are open,
With no expectations of what’s to be.
Until you develop your own morals.
You unfurl your tainted schemes.
Ruin your reputation.
There is so much you've failed to seek,
Oh darling...
Your intentions pure,
Not pure enough to save the tainted ground in which you step.
I can tell you’re upset..
About the outcomes of the dreams.
May you weep in sorrow,
Even though tomorrow...
Holds another key,
To another door,
To another world of opportunity,
If only you’re crusted eyes could see.
The potential of passion,
Within the being.
Let your veins bleed out the poison ,
Your induced drug like reality.
Binge on sweet alcohol and smoking down your regrets.
But are they regrets? Or disappointments of who you are?
We see those nights reflect in the mirror,
The grim look upon your young face.
The crinkle marks faded where your smile used to be.
Running from fears and broken hearts,
Sitting in the rain...
Cold, worn and rejected.
When even turned up in the dirt,
They still pick for more.
I’m fearful to die alone...
To fade unnoticed.
To have loved is to have felt great pain,
To have lived is to have gained and lost.
When the day is old and you lay to rest your head,
Don’t be troubled by your past,
Or fear the unknown.
For one day we will stumble upon
The greatest gift...
Unconditional love and affection

On the waters edge of old Huron,
lays islands in the mist,
the horizon composed of opaque grey...

Tarnished oaks of spring
offer their ****** buds to rays of sunlight,
to unfurl life,
to sacrifice a selfless offering,
to blossom beauty,
metamorph into shade...

To wilt and wallow with the winds of autumn.
To solemnly parish with flakes of snow.
From birth to death may you serve a purpose...
grow with beauty,
and die with grace.
Be thankful for the day before us,
and the day we envietably fade...

boom!
There I was, jaded... melodramatic....
fate was tempted when friends became enemies
when foes became ghastly shadows of anguish
I lived in a fortress of empty glass bottles
binge on the wine of our saviour
whose blood stains the alter?
where I fell upon my knees
before my  retrospect,
before the reflection of desolation
that filled my restless eyes.
slowly my tomorrow filled with hope
rivers of love pulsed through my veins
my hands could grasp beauty
my tongue could taste the smoke upon your breath
it was you
the one who found me at the end
who pulled me out of the carnage

that moment when you are a shadow
among the living
when your heart is beating
yet you feel nothing
the cold leaves me gasping
but I embrace the struggle
I hang high from the noose
of memories that haunt me
In sleep I am helpless
In reality I feel hopeless
I feel guilty when he wipes my wasted tears
when I am lost in my self induced nightmare
It is like my heart and mind are fighting
To forgive and forget
or to weep with regret
For I have let what they say shell shock me into oblivion
my own Armageddon
I am ashamed
Sorry, forgive me,
one day wounds will heal
one day..

She harnessed her thoughts upon the page,
every word, a god-like scripture,
she spoke of his love as elixir.
His heart beats beside hers,
she could feel his arms clasped around her bare skin
ever so sweet....
She never felt so alive before
but nor has she ever felt this...
For the moment she wakes
he will be holding her tighter,
the world outside will be moving so slow...
the tires are squealing, the pastel sky rising over the hill tops and tips of trees.
As he is whispering words so delicate
she is hanging on every word.
Every morning she falls in love again
as he stares into her eyes and gently clasps her hand.
Its fate, or so it seems....

Give me a reason to see tomorrow
as a carrier of light,
not the burden of sorrow.
may my bird fly...
may it rid me of what anchors me to the port I have yet to leave.
where boxes of old memories
fill my hull.
I'd pick up the phone to call you
but I don't want to cry.
I miss you terribly but I cannot bare the weight
for years I wished for better, on stars that were falling.
I've befriended the night sky for we are the same...
I am falling, fading and crashing into the light of another day.