I am your canvas,
Paint me with your colors of despair
Because I’m out on my own,
Setting little fires everywhere

For I shall find refuge
in the clysmic currents
of redemption.  
...                      ...

Dear Diary,

It had been a long span since we met

Heal my Heart while taking its pain.
Draw with anger and paint the drain
A deep breath A dye to stroke blue again
Dear Diary you are a pain reliever
to my Hurt Heart and Boiling Brain

Inking Veins

Find me where the sun never sets
and the moon never fades.
Stars burn and nebulae swirl
time stops as light arcs
in a dimension of darkness.
Floating seas, frozen skies
within orbs of dust and cloud.

Adventure awaits,at the horizon
A cosmogyral sphere, gravitating.

I'll be waiting
at the ocean
staring at the
undying waves
waiting for the
cold night to arrive
walking alone
in the moonlight

But if you decide
not to come
don't tell me
let me wait
with hope