A stormy sea is still A stormy sea, It matters not How it used to be… A sunny day is still A sunny day, It matters not If it has always been that way, Nor if ever once more it will be.
We were born So long ago Forged into being Made to be Something From nothing A vast expanse From an empty void Spinning outward Driving onward Until We are nothing Once more
I know that you feel Sometimes Like all that is good within you has died As if all that remains Is inescapable sadness, pain, and decay But I know you will see In time That where there is hope the good will survive For hope is a seed And in the soil of life it … Continue reading For Hope is a Seed
"Me too" What a ruse These girls are just confused Smoke bombs with a short fuse And we are not amused Always one step ahead with a new excuse The way she was dressed she was asking to be abused Either that or she was just loose Either way it's nothing to lend credence to … Continue reading Me Too
The voice still echoes A constant reminder Saying over and over "You are never going to be enough" That the cycle cannot and will never end Failure then hope then failure Coalescing every time in disappointment It would be so easy To listen To believe To give in and give up Letting go Falling away … Continue reading Echoes
Just as the Earth rests When the sun sets When the night ends The world returns again
The veneer is cracking Worn thin Having served for so long now As the barrier between What is And what is thought to be So with eager eyes We all await The day when at last The mask it falls Shattered to the floor And at long last We may perceive With clarity and lucid … Continue reading From Dust to Dirt and Back Again
In the end It is not sharpened claws that tear us apart Nor a flow of blood from our freshly torn flesh that draws the life from our bodies It is not dagger teeth that consume us Nor the acids of a churning stomach that digest our decaying forms No we do not stagger forward … Continue reading In the End