The hours pass…
And so does my mind
Do I go slow and where do I go?
Is time speeding, how can I know?
The minutes die…
And so does my soul
Forever un-raised, I refuse to be phased
By ticking hands who seem to be dazed.
The seconds fade…
As does my hope
On the count of three, who should I be?
To somehow make this beauty happy.
Lost and Longing
Alone and Afraid
Worried and Worn
Contented I stayed.
Aloof and Afar
Pitifully played
Terrified and Torn
I feel so Betrayed.
Watching clouds…
Fall out of the sky
The pen flies as my heart dies.
To the sound of a child's cries.
Sun setting…
On a blood red day
The pen draws blood and oh what a flood
And each little drop falls with a thud.
Grass grows…
Above the dry dirt
The hilltops rise above tired eyes
And shadows cover this bed of your lies.
Lost and Longing
Alone and Afraid
Worried and Worn
Contented I stayed.
Aloof and Afar
Pitifully played
Terrified and Torn
I feel so Betrayed.
The grass withers...
The clouds fly away
And I fear that depression is near
So I attempt to run for the clear.
My pen dies
And my paper cracks
I think nothing sad and say nothing bad
All my words gone, I am going mad.
Darkness comes...
On a darkening day
I lift my arms high to the darkening sky
And heavily say with a defying sigh…
My Goodbye.













