Never sleep with these thoughts
as they can hurt,
hurt you like you can't image.
Yet you do so everyday.
Where do you go to rest?
When sleep is for nightmares
and the waking hour is for them to
come alive?

Helpless

The pills cover it all

But all blankets wear down

They fray and stray away from their form

Turn to dust

I am screaming

Cracks and crevices the black smoke

seeps through

Twisting everything in sight

My lungs filled with rocks

I am screaming

A tiny hole is all it takes

For everything to fall down

To feel the smoke burn like acid

It peals my brain and tears

They can't hear me

The pills cover it all

Till they bring me down with them

Till I turn blind and

my blood stops moving

They never heard me

1942

Lampshade decorated with paper flowers

Though as he woke it caught in flames

Moths spluttered away from an impact

He spoke in his mind 'it was ours'

A loud blaring voice claims 'we let them to safety'

As the buildings fall to pieces

As the fire climbs rapidly up the towers

The Tiger crushed all that was left

Words Unheard

Roses are here and there

None of the waters are left bare

The waters glowed with color

Creatures of nature all in tricolor

Looking into what others would see algae and moss

A glass like hand floated across

Showing the prized object of a shell

The unique petals of flowers as well

There I heard a voice who sounded of chimes

Bells and angels I would hear during bedtimes

Soft-toned secrets that opened my eyes

I kept the unseen prize

Like a key that opened my heart

Through my new eyes I saw a new fresh start

War's Lullaby

 Dirt and debris, my eyes stung
No sense of direction, but safe and sound
Bare soil and bare trees surround me, but I am at home

Sound of the wind whistle spoke to me
The only thing I heard with my one ear
I lied my hands down onto earth

And I went home as I fell into slumber

Disoriented

The clouds covered the skies, no light shining through

As if it was suffocating it out of anger and remorse

But it felt calming and safe, unlike letting unhappiness run its course

Rain too smelled of earth and the thunder roared

It felt warm as the rain fell onto my skin

Although whilst the winter grass withered thin

As my mind drifted off, the brighter view of a crowd distraught me

As if I was still alive like the others, walking freely on the ground

With the soul to walk around with, and able to breathe all-around

I was only misplaced like a horse running along the ocean, with the full moon during the day

Remembering the feeling of my brittle bones crumbled, and my muscles numb

On the ground I felt nothing, unable to wake from an open-eyed dream by moving a thumb

It was then I knew as I saw the wolf in flames and the sound of a trumpet

What I thought was all flowers and the crowd singing

Instead it was of crumbled flowers and people screaming

I spoke nothing of what I saw, as I knew

Knowing it would require a great deal of courage and hope

So I sat here unmoving, as dark clouds stained the sky with no light provided to cope

Wielder of the Sword

Morrigan,

Give me the courage to hold the weapon
the clear senses that I am not home
And the courage to not give up

To return to the people waiting for me

Open my eyes, letting me see
I am the drop of ink on white paper
The hope that I never gave up on

Help me march back to my home