Fear of fear who knows
Fear of fear life’s woes
Fear of fear sight shows
Fear of what burrows

Fear of fear nothing to seek
Fear of fear always to keep
Fear of fear life only  told
Fear of what becomes cold

Fear of fear living life
Fear of fear becomes rife
Fear of fear lightening strikes
Fear of what mind sights

I fear the fear with panick inside
I tremble I sweat with the breath on my life
The hand that leads me to no where
The silence the stillness that wasn’t quite right
You monster you devil that thing that’s inside
I really not sure what life was about
The truth be told I know your insight
No dreaming or imagining the real thing was at night

The pond the game I remember some things
The stairs that led me to were the nightmare begins
The blankness the freezing felt like Ice
From that  day I will remember you took my childlike life
My breathing is faster my neck feels tight
It’s time to loosen them muscles and say goodnight

Hide under the stones  with jaw locked tight
feel that this thing will never be right
Closed eyes clenched fists
Time to live for eyes to sight

Life time of hands above and beyond
Be me I ask for somewhere to belong
Path to find the wizard of oz
I wonder, because

Be still to try a whisper to hush
Amaze I’m lost, tiptoe or push
No heart of tin
I wonder, begins

By my side I lay my hands down
Real to believe, mask of frown
Find the courage to grow
I wonder, rainbow

When I write I right
To say what’s there I say
In every way and every day
I sight

When I speak I spoke
To you I say of hope
To sound the words to go
I show

When I sign the hand of silence
In times of past belong
It’s here inside my skin
I belong

Believe the belief
How to see
Troubles across
Forgotten needs

Go of the now
Stitch of cotton
Soft of a touch
Needs forgotten

Calm to begin
Lay still of the night
Lights of shadow
Forgotten needs bright

Slumped down no more  to bare
Burrowed so deep forgotten fear
Cruel was the kind ice so cold
Oh help please as I fold

Turn away no eyes that meet
Truth i thought was that cared
Evil there by your side no kind
Not knowing it was hidden outside the mind

Hands held down clock still ticks
Face out there everywhere to watch
Facts was the time to hear chime
Dark was the night of forgotten time

Trust that I thought for years to hear
Releasing the child never no show
Life that flys no wings to spread
Journey again clean hands to retread

Little I walk in days gone back
Plaster the walls of hidden cracks
Porch of doors that begin to open
Sores to remember no time of chosen

Room of games crossed to play
Eyes to burn no words of say
Hands held out numb no crutch
Pray of hands squeeze to hush

No face to see to shut outright
Blank out to return day of night
Fly of time went by and by
Relive of life to bury the lie

What’s in a world of hidden times
It’s there in everyone in line
Beyond belief the light of round
Stand up the roots that ground

What’s in a world of rotted wood
It’s time to be the grass that stood
sow the seeds begin at dawn
Stand up and walk the path of worn

What’s in a world no smoke of fire
The words come out no voice of liar
Run free across the bridge of sticks
Stand up and watch the world that ticks

Is it a life inside my head
My world my imagination that I fed
Is it real to touch outside
Not knowing my inner child

To dream so far of times went back
To search and speak the wall that cracks
Bent far down to take the breath
Release far out when times of death

Feathers in box of angels that keep
Eternity there looking so deep
Shutting away broken that locks
Back in time stop of the clock

No seat of young
No pain that was mild
To know of nothing
The silence of suffering

No toys of young
No games of love
To know above
The silence of tough

No skipping of young
No humming to be
To know no part
The silence of heart

No eyes of young
No plans to file
To close to keep
The silence to need

Flow of life
Scattered seeds
Thunder calls
Growing needs

Flow of pain
Broken trees
Gust of courage
Open speech

Flow of peace
Buttercup hands
Warmth beneath
Firmly ground

I knew I was different in so many ways
The grief cannot take that away 
The love we had will never be forgotten
My mind to live the special times
Fingers and thumbs they will still show
Memories  that we have cannot be taken
Good  the bad however we see them
Always there whenever it is cold

Roll of the dice that no one knows
Spin  of the wheel the answer will show
Winning  or losing will scatter our brains
Truth that lies may sorrow your woes.  
Look  inside and the answers will be there
Never knowing it was  under your nose.  

Who am I don’t really know
Believe  what you want be true to yourself
Time  and time will surely show.  
Outsiders will see what they want
Be kind be gentle friend or foe 
Free from the wolves and swing from the trees Stand in the rain to watch and grow

Find the rainbow the red pink and green
Follow  it until  the yellow begins.  
The answers maybe there to search again
Relive in your dreams your voice to sing
Gallop  in the wind no matter to  fall
Climb back on and be free with your wings.

When I grew
Life I thought was true
When I grew
Life I thought I knew
When I grew
Life I painted blue

When I grew
Life i thought too
When I grew
Life I thought due
When I grew
Life I thought never grew

In the garden of growth
Sits the acorn split in two
The oak tree eternity bloom

I fight the words of inner voice
The truth I feel that shivers to move
The rays of sun no warmth to feel
Scared to tell the past of real

Hands around collar so stiff
Shake away the left and right
Flicker of lamp no saying goodnight
Back in black no snow of white

Movement of still invisible times
To know it happened bitter of lime
Your face is there no eyes to see
Memories held blank forever keep

Screech the fox prowls at dark
Legs to tremble runs so fast
Home to safe comfort to feel
Leaves to fall of times to steal

Sickness I thought inside my blood
No scars to see just mind to taught
Hidden so far no feelings of free
Little not seen ghost to haunt

If I’m gone tomorrow
Forget me not

If I’m here tomorrow
Joy no forgot

If I’m gone tomorrow
Footprints we trod

If I’m here forever
Present or past to live no lost

How can I show what memories are real
The ones that hurt to hide and feel
To seek what’s there or nothing true
The times I hid from what I knew

I know I’m not well no cold or flu
My mind I know is sometimes blue
To know what’s there I see inside
The time I visited the house of fright

The games I played were they lies
I count the stairs to reach no light
My hands held out so small to big
Step by step not knowing to give

There  in the kitchen no food to cook
Your there again to take what took
To talk not knowing the unkind I blocked
Body in past to present of shock

If I voice you will you tell
If I know you will you show
If I see will you hear
The truth in me of fear

If I know will you believe
If I go will you be there
If I said what I see
The truth I want in me

If I thought will you think
If I bring will you take
If I trust will you hurt
The truth to heal the dirt

Who  cared for ever a day
It’s now your turn come what may
Here to hold your empty sound
Cry the song, walk my ground

Fast to scribble no lines to rehearse
The blackness of the barking curse
Push along the walls closed in
Cry the song,  my friend begin

Open the path no pages of lines
Draw the leaves left in time
Hold on and wrap the warmth around
Cry the song, my friend aloud

When we write the doom
Stars that zoom
The child in me
My life, was gloom

As life did grow
Was stuck in know
To write the rhymes
My life ,I show

And now, I’m tall
No curling ball
I’d write my lines
My life, MY rhyme

Wonders of what unknown to me
Light one candle reflect to see
Warm of hard to melt alive
Smell of scent breath of high

Steam to show flicker to glow
Grief to hide push out to know
Bench of thought wash to clean
Showers to fall grow of green

Hands held back heart to rise
Journey to carry walk to stride
Circles to move perch to stop
Arms to wrap free the knots

When times are times of trouble to die
I’m here and now to wonder I sigh
Forgotten to know of heaven to be
To keep

When choices are choices forgotten lot
Your here I feel my hotting of got
Deep of fire of burning times
To find

When flight are flights so blue of high
Together of visions of play no show
Memories to sit a room to feel
I will

If I could write my poem of world
To hear to see if what was told
To rest and save in sight
know, show tiny fright

If I could see the words I write
To know what meaning of every light
The door I know would open wide
shut again, back inside

If i could know a thousand words
No time I have would be again
Forever I hold my own to ink
know, tell the chain that links

If I could feel a blank of line
To end the stop to put in the rhyme
For I don’t know how much to cry
Let go. release the butterfly