When and IWhen good things still happen
When hearts are still light
When forgetting is easy
When you held me tight
I lost the good things here in the dark
I felt my heart sink as we started to part
I have a memory firm in my mind
I watch you leave as you leave me behind
When miracles are common
When people overcome
When dying wasn't needed
when I never was alone
I've seen disasters in front of my eyes
I've seen people fail, striving
I've felt the loss when someone died
I've never felt so alone with you by my side.
When dark thoughts are rare
When singing brings tears to your eyes
When music can lift you when you're unaware
When you stand unseen by my side
I let my thoughts wander and soon dark they turned
I sang a song filled with sorrow and grief
I felt the music move into my soul but not a note touched me in the cold
I wish you'd return and hold me tight
I want you to banish the dark from this night
Old Poems 4th PieceA city of lights
a dream to bathe a reality in fantasy
a blood splattered night will turn that dream
A nightmare so unforgiving
a bouquet of roses
all picked with care yet so carelessly thrown out
A body wracked with regret
turns to the moon for solace
a cold unwavering light shines down in answer
hands torn from thorns slowly reach for a blade
A design engraved in the silver hilt of the sword glistens in the night
a quick motion and blood begins to spill over the hand
over the floors and out the room it covers all
a heavy crimson and the scent of death follow quickly
A body, no a corpse, not even that lays here
the sticky red-brown blood that coats nearly everything
a gleaming sword here in the hand of the dead
an engraving of an imperial dragon on its hilt shines on in the still night
Old Poems 3rd pieceLate in this night
here with pain flourishing
sunlight so long awaited
knowledge and fear as one
Beauty in this torure is not lost
mind intact to a body stripped and shriveled
blood has washed over this floor like a sea
poison is a release from a clear mind
Hands once so fragile are now riveted with scars and wounds
bones formerly hidden in flesh now openly seen
a voice once revered now broken and grating
sorrow has been forgotten as hope has vanished before us
Chains that hang so heavily on wrists bound
limp weight where strength is no longer found
darkness hides the impurities until the moonlight shines upon us once more
whispers so loud in silence overbearing
Light forthcoming and duty bound to loyalties and oaths
those light voices grow ever darker in minds so far gone
footsteps so loud, booming in our ears and thoughts
resonating in silence are words we wish to forget
Living is your torture, we will never allow you to die........Suffering and pain are your new happiness and virtue
WavesThese waves come crashing.
They're beating at my door.
It seems as if they can't wait anymore.
These waves come thrashing.
They're bursting through my door.
It looks as though they've no patience for waiting anymore.
These waves came pounding.
They broke down my door.
I wonder if my heart's beating anymore...