She promises she wont fall

because the fear is to strong to let down such walls

she touchers her mind with thing that could

but in reality understand that impulse will be misunderstood

for she stabs and she fights because she know that she should

the wounds will heal to scars but the memories are as strong as wood

cold used to pierce her skin in the night

but she's grown numb to the world

for now she is a prisoner and must fight.

we fight
I know it isn't right
but we fight
name a couple that is one hundred percent alright

move on
is not easy
but trust me
you can go through it
because everything
happens for a reason
a reason to make you braver
to see the future.

And now my coffees cold
Your backhanded compliments are getting old
We got in a fight tonight
you stormed out
you kicked over my bike

Oh what a fight, push shove duck Dodge.

Miss count dance prounce, Oh what a fight.

Bob Weave trick up my sleeve, Oh what a fight.

Toss turn ive awaken, It was just a dream But, Oh what a fight.

Epilepsy-
Feeling as I been here seen this heard these sounds in my life at this time of my life before I feel this déjà vu come across me before the fear of death and hell is the warning the aura the before I feel. Deeper and deeper I go into this fear and abyss wanting to tell someone around me how I feel my fear and ask am I alive? As I try to speak I say no such thing for I believe I say what I say but all is mumbling. After all is done my body and brain are all worn out for I am tired from my clenching and doubt. I am confused at times at where I'm at or who is there but I thank the Lord for being by my side every time I have my seizure.
Richard Campbell

I look up...fall under
depth is shrinking
strip apart into string
touch it....so cold

I beg for sound
when I wake
honor is still cheap
time stops convulse again

These scabs, some shine
blind as the sun
I want to touch the sun
pride is reborn

Kicked to the ground
fit to the ground
this mud is mine
this mud is all mine