The moon howls out in the night In so much pain its beautiful comp… The sun writhes in the day sky in… How long can you stare at the sun… Grey storm clouds let loose a torr…

There lies a wooden cabin Just big enough for one With a garden full of every colour… Growing softly, surely in the dark… With a pond to one side

Shadows all around Smothering the ground Scraping along the walls Of my mind A thing of darkness

He is lost Alone Is he dead? Is he alive? Trembling hands

Fade away We all fade away We suffer In silence And the world likes it that way

The words on the pages blur Fading away in a mist A mist of tears, floods In a waterfall, Like so many drops of blood

I can’t keep up this race, So bone-chillingly lonely, Still lingering in this cold place… I’ve had this dream before... Pain, agonizing pain strikes again…

center WILL HE JUMP? HE STANDS THERE WAITING

There is a beautiful glade Covered in white roses Shimmering in the sunlight Ranks of tall trees with golden le… Surround the glade

I am drowning In fire And burning In water. The fire embraces me in a cold whi…

Slip on the mask Can’t let them see you cry Smile through the pain Tolerate living for one more day A mask of lies

They scream He cries She laughs Sound can be a powerful thing Songs can touch the heart

Writing poetry at 4 am Is not as romantic as the poets sa… It is not with love I write Or hatred It is neither