Friday, January 31, 2014

Leave me to dream


A sense of oppression as the first breath of dawn,
filters  through dreams wherein deeply I’m drawn,
content in designs the subconscious explained,
daybreak now heralds reality’s chains.

The veil that the night casts on stones to deflect,
cracks and dark stains so your soul can connect,
with the tendrils the angels your road with have lined,
home to the place they for you have designed.

Wednesday, January 22, 2014

I'm Fine

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“I’m fine”, but I’m slowly drowning
in the vast ocean of pretense
that stretches never-ending.
Every motion further crumbles
off a little piece of life,
lost to the darkness
that spreads like a fire escaping
the howling winds of pain,
driving insanity
to the roaring crescendo
of a soul that’s ever dying.

Monday, January 6, 2014

What is mine

What is mine, when everything I own
is in my possession for but a fleeting moment;

where do I belong, when everyone I meet
is but a transient stranger in an all-night diner called ‘life’;

and what do I leave behind but my footsteps,
eroded all too soon by the cold north wind that blows
on a lost and forgotten strand...