Alone

We are all alone
Adrift in a sea of nothingness
We reach out for help
Only to find nothing
Alone in a sad small world

We think we are safe and we can do nothing
We think we can solve all the problems
So we dream big and soar high
But Death’s cold hands reach out to pull us back down
His hands as cold as a bucket of ice water

Pulling us back down to nothing

Day becomes night
Light becomes dark
We are born alone
And we die alone
Everything fades away

Surrounded by nothing

travel the world

I opened my eyes
And then i knew
The morning rise
Wet the grass with dew
Filled with wanderlust
I left my home behind
To travel the ball of dust
With big adventures in mind
Flying on the iron bird
I was in awe
Couldn’t say a word
Of the beauty i saw
A vast valley below me
With birds flying high
And turtles floating happily
On waters reflecting the sky
I want to stay forever
But then yet i can’t
I won’t forget this, never
But the journey must end.

Winter Wonderland

Gradually tip toeing as i feel the Christmas air,
I stepped out there and I wouldn’t dare, it’s a cold dream with a nightmare.
School was delayed, and fire was fade,
But all I could see were the clouds were grey.
The hot chocolate was
hot
But the marshmallows were
not,
I look outside and see snow all over the lot,
I went by the tree, went on both knees, and then heard a
“boom”
And quickly rushed upstairs, I went up and saw nothing except the shadows followed behind me.
I went back to sleep
And waited till everyone was was up,
And felt that
Christmas feeling when the family put
Marshmallows in their cup.
Then just heard the wind howling.

Life in the Clouds

Life in the Clouds

When you are little
Just born anew,
You try to lift your wings.

But when in doubt of a misstep,
You cry,

But start again.

You stay under
Your mother’s safe wing,
Until your learn
To stay afloat.

When you finally
Lift your wings
And fly

You are off on your greatest
ADVENTURE!

You’re up in the air
Winds carrying you high,
Nothing can get in your way.

Soon in your flight,
You bump a storm
That keeps you from the clouds.

But soon enough,
You wait and see,
Your wings are dry once more.

You’ll lift your wings,
Into the sun.
And you’re off!
To fulfill your destiny.

The Author

The Author or a book
can be the narrator.
Or, the Author could
be the main character.
The Author could simply
not be in the story.
Or, the Author could
be on the sidelines
watching and waiting.
The Author could be
the villain or the hero.
The Author could
even be the puppet master
controlling everything.
Watching in amusement.
Or…
The Author could
just be that.

The Author

Turn

Turn
I wish i knew how, had ability to turn
Away from you and not look back to see if it
Affected you, My turning away , Walking off
I want you to miss this, and i fail to pass of
The D i s t a n c e as a gravely unfortunate turn
Of events, see truth with desperation.
Blinds me, consumes and i hate to admit it
Impossible to justify the breaking off
Of any contact to once again inward turn
I want to reach within, find this and turn it off!

The Storm of Music

Music is a storm
Wind, rain, lightning, thunder
All the sounds combine
It can control you
It can knock you off your feet
Music is a storm

The storm can come in different ways
Light wind, pouring rain, cracking, thunder
Then the storm passes by
Only to be started again

Music is a storm
In the time between the crazy
It’s a time to breathe
When the time of rest is over
The storm starts back up again

And again
And again
And again

The storm never stops
Because no one wants it to

Music is a storm

Fear

The driving force of nature.
Fear is not just a feeling
it’s our motivation.

We can’t survive without it.
We rely on it.
We depend on it.

Fear pushes us
to make limits.

Some say they can conquer it.
They are really only able
to hide it.

Without Fear
we are aimless
specs of nothing.
Always dying never living.

Without Fear
we wouldn’t be here.

Rely on Fear.
Listen to Fear.
But don’t let Fear
drive you
to far.