I wish I was an arrow
that soared through the skies
untainted with blood
and free from a grip
an arrow that was not used
to pierce other hearts
instead was a miss that just flew
I wish I was never crafted
I wish I was never in a quiver
I know that I will land
and be buried in an unmarked grave
and the high was never worth the plummet
but as the writer has written
the sharper the head
it will always strike down
and ****.
So I wish I was unwanted
the shame-giver to my wielder
a dud, a b*stard, a miss

I wish I had eyes to see the sunset
I wish I had ears to hear you laugh
but I have been ridden of my life
for I am now a mere corpse
a ghost of my existence
I only hear that one lonely howl
or sob at night
and seem to look the second after
the suns last ray has shone a glimmer
that made it worthwhile.
If I sprouted wings tomorrow
then I would not fly
Oh my darling flame
instead I would fan your earthly ambers
so it would embrace me warmer.
and I would be one with the ash that once I feared

why am I invisible
until there's smoke puffing from the end of the barrel
why am I hated when I am not in sight
how can people smile at me
and make me feel like it passes right through
why do people find me a burden
when all I wanted was a smile
I haven't outlived the experienced
but I can tell now
the world isn't spinning
its twisting.

she brushed my cheek
and I felt like a child once again
she kissed my forehead
whispered she loved me in my ear
I froze in the chill of euphoria
I am now in love
with the wind that embraced me
is this not love ?
I don't know
she slips through the forests
sets course to the unknown
here I sit laying still as other winds pass
no air seeping through my lips would I consider a kiss
So as I still my dream that arose from tall fires
She will roam the earth kissing strangers
who wont remember her
or love her as I do

smile at me without the guilt
kiss my cheeks with no despair
hold my hand with no regrets
Sit next to me and count the stars
I know you've seen the same patterns before
and I know that this does not make you happy
my humble home now too small for your dreams
like a seed I must let you grow
should I plant you and walk away?
without shadowing you with my love
should I come visit you one day?
May I water your roots?
Ill sleep at your feet
and fend you from the beasts
and ill pick up every leaf you shed
ill eat the fruit left after the others have their share
and embrace your bark and die
Please let me be a part of your life
even though someone else's name
will be the one carved onto you
when the fine day comes
where my time has come
ill die beneath your feet
so that I can do one last favor
and let my death nurture your life.
If I am the captor the dragon need slayed
then I'll gladly die at your champions sword

Cradled,
by my own lullaby
I try to sing him to sleep
In the darkest depths of humanity
bound by steel and isolation
have now rusted grit by grit
the monster that lurks within
how deep is this creatures slumber
that I yet do not know
time has been his enemy
and  fear has been his soul
he settled down with knowledge
knowing he will rise again
I cannot play this game of patience
for I am about to lose
this battle against my mind

Dawn was just a dream
Dusk was just a memory
my feet were buried in the sand
and my laughter was lost to the silence
the sea was calm
and the sky was clear
I heard only a ring
a concussion, a hit
I fell as I heard
the ringing got louder
what I was
why I laughed
I forgot

the sand that buried my feet
in ignorance now it chokes me dead!
I never screamed
cuz I never knew how
I just watched the usual crash
the whip, the foam, the salt, the return

My hands are paralyzed
my breath now short
the heat of the sun
still made me shiver
a wave that rode far now comes
to bury me now and return to the sea
to tell the tale of whim-less life
a barren seed
a lifeless core

As my teeth grit in sand
I can see but I cant observe
I know but I cant be sure
my jaws ache in salt
my eyes burn like acid
my death
was slow
but it was way too soon
I slept I wept
I died in my luck

Now I hear the voice of the angels
humming the merry tune
I think the gates are open now
so why isn't anyone here?

I feel a kiss against the salt of my lips
a tender but sweetness at last
eyes that withheld the world within
and a a smile that out-burned the sun

I smiled for the first time
I hugged her and laughed
my paralysis was now withdrawn
I knew her
but I never met her
I loved her
and she will know quite soon