Warning Sign

Life is Like the Ocean

Life is Like the Ocean

It is no fantasea

Life can be rock bottom

But don't let the siren’s song drown you

It can be rough and stormy

But don't let the iceberg sink you

You may get lost at sea

But remember: just keep rowing and you'll find land

You Can't Help Me

You Can't Help Me

You can't help me

The damage is done

I know you think you can

But I'm already gone

No, you can't help me

I've already given up

Please don't cry

Nothing you do can change that

Sorry, you can't help me

I let myself go

You're to late 

They already have me

Please, you can't help me

I chose this

I want this 

Let me be at peace

You can't help me

It's time for me to say goodbye

Know that I love you

Now it's time for me to go

TO: Future Self

TO: FUTURE SELF     

Dear future me,

I want to give you a box

   A box filled with hope

   The hope you left behind

   To share with others

I want to show you the monster

    That hid under my bed

    While I hid under my covers in fright

    Now I wonder, did he ever want a friend

I want to paint you a pair of wings

    Beautiful angel wings

    Wings that will fly you out of hell

    And into the heavens above

I want to hand you my dad’s guitar

    That he played on every night

    Strumming the melody

    That made my mother cry

I want to pass you the locket

    That mom wears near her heart

    So that even when she’s gone

    We will never be apart

I want to hand you a sunset

    Off the golden coast

    Sinking into the waves

    Disappearing to give way to the moon

I want to sing you the moonlight

   Of the middle of the night

   A calming melody

   Resounding with soft meaning

I want to take you on my childhood daydreams

    Of faraway planets

    That I dreamed to adventure

    Only my shadow for company

I want to give you a key,

    The key to unlock yourself

    Free yourself from the chains

    That hold you in place

The last thing I’ll send you  

    Is the laughter of my little sister

    Heart light and free of sin

    And that is the last thing I’ll send you

Maybe, just maybe

I won’t send you these things.

            But I’ll send you this letter

                             So you know that  

                               Nobody can give you these things

                                                For yours they already are

Sincerely,

ME

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Black

Black

Black is night

A starless night

Shadows on abandoned roads

And loneliness

Black is sleeping alone without light

Whispers echoing down the hall

And dark alley ways

Black is thunderstorms

Dark puddles of cold

Untouched water, like a sea of glass

And a dark cloak on a figure hidden by shadows

Black is fear

The fear of betrayal

Lost hope

And dreams deferred

Black is nightmares of war

A war fought long ago

Bloody battles in lone forests

And the color of the forgotten

Black is a color

The color of the frighten

The color of the beaten

The color or the scorned

Black is terror

The plot of the wicked

The screams of children

The flag of death

Black

Dreams

Dreams

Dreams should be warm and sweet,

Like a kiss good night,

And your mother’s soft hand.

Dreams should be firelight,

In a dark forest,

And battles on barren plains.

Dreams should be frightening,

Like a shock of lightning,

And walking alone in a dark alley way.

Dreams should wake you up sweating,

Making your blood run cold,

And your hair stand up on end.

Dreams should be the whisper of wind,

The cool pitter patter of rain,

And snowflakes stuck in your hair.

Dreams should be the escape,

The entrance to your world,

And the wonders of your soul.

Dreams should...

Hope Deferred

Hope Deferred

What happens to hope deferred?

Does it rust

Like an old bicycle left in the rain?

Or crack

Like a glass dropped ?

Does it whine

Like a broken record?

Or collect dust

Like a forgotten toy?

Maybe it sits there

Waiting to be picked up

Or does it just fade away?