Silent Wings

9 02 2013

A multitude of souls;

Loss of faith due to grief;

A town in turmoil;

All hope rests on the wings.

A little inspiration from the book I'm working on.

A little inspiration from the book I’m working on.

 

 





The Psycho-Cycle of Obsession

2 02 2012

What am I supposed to do

When I don’t know where to go

As life continues to throw

Blow after blow,

Not letting it show,

Or keeping with the flow.

I’ve seen too much,

Doors and windows have opened up.

Every action feels stuck

On which one to save.

All eyes and ears will not believe

The sadness and grief

Of people just like me.

How can it be

That we take for granted

So much but we can’t

Save just one small account.





Love is Blinded by the Light of Evil

2 02 2012

Now that I’ve seen

And learned about suffering and grief

On a level no one would believe,

I wonder why I  hold on to so tightly.

I would like to just squeeze the sadness right

Through til it seeps out

And trickles down,

Only to drop on the floor for me to mop up later.

And no one can stop

What goes through my thoughts

And into my heart

Because that’s where it starts

And ends, but being apart from your feelings

Will not allow you to embark

On your journey through the dark.