Fear not young one
of the monsters
that you fear
they will leave your thoughts
within the year

Fear not middle one
of the finances at steak
your job will pay off
and a family you’ll make

Fear not old one
of Heir Death
that draws near
he will carry you softly
so please do not fear

A silver swan
Glides across
Distraction lake

The pain takes me away from
My future and my fate

My body is no longer
A clean white slate

But covered in crimson beauty
from the striking silver swan
Across distraction lake

You need to earn it
then it’s yours
But Careful!
its made of glass
and all I have

on my sleeve for you to grab
its not free
but the cost is fair
just your love
this I swear

so are you willing
to pay the price?
To cherish my heart
and treat it real nice

I hold in my hand
The power of a thousand words

Sleeping days, Awaiting the flick of a page
To bleed life; beauty

The addict inside me
Aches for more

Of the only thing that will satisfy
me, a book

Finly my soul can breath a sigh
As I walk up my stairs, way up high

Patiently awaiting, my return
My books reach out

Invite me to
Forget all concern

I pop open a window
Prop up a chair

My nose inhales
the crisp country air

I don't have to worry
about my nails or my hair

When I live anothers life
Without a care

Rage engulfs me
like flame unto wood
here I stand, again
alone and misunderstood

If I could leave
I suppose I would
To live my life
the way I should

But the flames have burnt me
so brutally bad
that I can hardly walk
and seldom stand

Hopeless as a bird
with an ankle band
But I know
you just don't understand

I want to be,
Wild
Beautiful
And Free
Just like the sea

My poems come to me in waves
in daydreams
and if I don't
write them down
give them life, they die in the moment
I am the poem god