The night before the year advancing “new Years”

Shocks tingle throughout your soul

Sparkling Marks of Anxiety

To what the New Year Shall Deliver

In aa package made just for you and your own Tolls

Counted up as moments are used in the last

Year when it was fresh

How you used energies

Dark or light

in the world around you

The New Year recieves a recieved blast

As the laser of the changing of the Year

Shoots its signal

A “Mixed of Energies” create a special spell

That shall be powerfully cast….

What you had put into the last

shall pave the start of the New

Year

Days

Moments

Breaths of life

Which must be Prepared for

As you live the year in which your in

Let the Dawning of the “Joker”

Begin.

Here we go, again

The crystal ball shines and the bass sounds hard

We dance and drink to the celebration

Blasting into the new year’s Front Yard

Entering a newer time

Father Time starts his sandy measurement

Of the moments which remain , for you

Use them , wisely, or you shall lose the grains

That fell to the bottom of his hourglass

A moment lost in which to remain

Active and meaningful

You counted on picking up your Trials

Never asking the Sandy Judge

Your fear to approach and challenge his moments

in which he gave

Fell from you in despair

For time’s grains of sand are have in the Hourglass

In such, their power holds a grudge.

To waste is Senseless

A golden opportunity to make use of each grain

in which to measure each grain up until that last moment

As the hourglass is filled, full the other way…

You fade to your newer life

Celebrating another well measured Gain.

Shards of pain

Stabbing my heart

Cutting my soul

Burning my endurance

I refrain…..

Holding back the tears

to mark the cuts of agony

Hiding the facts that this pain is starting to take the best of me

Jailed within the limitations of agony

That no pain killer can numb

Such relays and impulses

Where the problem started

In my soul in infamy

If I were a boxer

I would be the Grand Champion

As I fight the signals of pain

and I pull from my heart and soul, these shards..

Of the broken glass which was my fragile jewel

Of a heart

Now shattered and needing glue to put back the pieces

To end another night of this existence without hearts and remedies that I need

As I hemorrhage and then wait for time to heal

these wounds that were part of my cut-up body

That infliction of heart’s disease

  and inner turmoil destroyed

to a point

Now I’m the tougher man, healing…

A safe holding memories and plans for a future

that no thief could ever steal.

Aware

Late at night

When the whole world is fast asleep..

I craw into a place

A Meditation, land, of sorts..

There..we are both together

Feeling one another deep.

Sweat from the night

A sigh in my Subconscious

Waves in a huge ocean

Upon a small two man rescue raft

I call for you

Frame by frame

The movie plays

As we look into each other’s eyes

Alone in this Magic World

Just Us Two

Acid

It burns..

Fire on skin..

Words of Chemicals..

Echoes of pain…

Rain down on my body and soul…

Let the flesh burn and the veins bleed..

the saga..begins…remains…

Pouring out my life

With your memories and absence

cutting deep

into my whole..Like a knife.

Let my soul Hemorrhage

As the flashbacks shoot my heart..

My soul can fly with this body’s death…

I need these days to start..

Calling to your spirit..

I’m ready to become…

One with someone who shares the deeper sediment

So a compliment

To an aching and begging spirit.

Pain

My heart felt it…

My heart pounded…

The sweats of a nightmare…

Splitting inside of my head.

A soul, that was trapped, it was now grounded.

Tears show.

They sign a message.

From her…to myself

A heart calls for her spirit.

Beyond life , itself..

"You better make that Candy Bar Last"
It's hard for a broken back to enjoy
"His next stand"
without a prop to help hold him
up from falling
in "Chernobyl's Black Hole"
as his counterpart hovers in safety
watching another drown. "What planet are you? Far?"
Miles pledge the marks
Until the quiet fades
And Mr. Hyde Tries to fight you
The Wicked Joker reigns "supreme"
as you fight past A Waking Nightmare
Not a "Wizard " in "past Kansas"
Your soul flies far away
As your waking body receives their torture
As the body shivers and then ages
Fire burns remembrance
As it's ashes marks the lost pages
from your past
The smoke poofs into explosive shell rains
Smile
You are now in a movie
Fighting a forced "in class."