Silent weeping Rest your silky sound upon my ears Slowly bleeding Drops of roses fall with my tears Sing your songs

As I sit here And listen to old love songs I reflect back on the times That my life had a purpose. Frolicking through a poem,

This day Rays of light Beams of time There aren’t enough But this day

Something is Crawling under my skin Rendering me insane and Eating at my mind Always conscious of what this is:

Through and throughout These endless beginnings Torturing him and Driving him to insanity You can see the sorrow

This pain Is straining me of my sanity Where did you go? When I need you most I sit here bent and broken

Sometimes I think there’s something more to life than struggling along a road that you don’t even know where it goes. And at any corner there could be a cliff just waiting to throw you ...

What is it To think... To ponder and wish To barely grasp a meaning A truth

Blackness. All I see is blackness. Then his face, below me, in shock. Then blackness again. I feel my body shift, and a sharp pain cuts my back as something digs itself into my skin. I ...

Your movement Is tranquility, In a dark world full Of thoughts and demons. Ready to pounce

You’re mine forever And I’m never letting go, No matter what they say Or what you do Till the fire freezes snow,

Dew drops glisten On the cool spring blades So green and pure Yet lonely in this vast world Only a patch

The thunder rolls My mountains near And they hold me in This peaceful seclusion The flashes across

You are blue Like the ocean Like the sea And my heart pounds My blue