Darkness Until Dawn

W alking 'long the razor blade while watching for a fall. It's the strangest kind of journey along an edge that's hard and tall. Lined with crowds the path that stretches across the rusted edge Their angry voices calling loud and raging for a pledge.  J ackals dance and ponies prance upon green fields below But oh how far the people are, the ones I claimed to know While times still change and rearrange, depending on fortune's fall Pray brighter days will rise from the haze of memory's faint recall T oo old to chase the shadows passed yet too young to chase the grave I'm saddened as the heroes of once descend to errant knaves. I seek out the message that may put these bitter hearts to rest Yet all the while surrounds the guile that kindness cannot repress B leeding footprints along the path with no certain end in sight With so many simply chasing one more peep or one more fight Laughter will rise and with it the reprise as callers seek revenge amongst gentle whis...

People are not made for love but made to be my toys I build them oh so carefully to rush unto my bidding Like a vengeful God I smite and engage my minions in my ploys The world it revolves around my name, and I am always winning I tweak my little playthings and I program them with care I am the worldly doctor, and as such, you must beware Should you dare defy me, I will rip your world to shreds Lock you up and run you down, drug you up with meds I'll make you into a liar and I'll threaten you by proxy, I'll stop at nothing to control your everything, even till you're dead, I'll run you up and run you down I'll play you for a fool, I'll rearrange your everything You are nothing but my tool. I am the worldly doctor, I know so much more then you If you're lucky you'll still be breathing When my game is through. I'll drag everyone that I can find into my twisted games I'll lie until the sun goes down if it gets you labeled insane I'll play ag...

Closer the walls and harder the task Alone again, I scream at the glass Closing in, the mocking faces Here I am, in the same old places... Running faster than I can think Making choices between every blink Into the fear and righteous anger I'm from one into another danger Where do I go when the last castle falls? Where do I go when the goaler calls? Where did I come from that I came to here? What do I do when I'm lost in my fear?

Canyons and valleys I can't reach you out there With all the space between Maybe life is suffering But I thought there was more. I've seen it here and there Those other things I mentioned It never lasts too long And then I'm back again.  I have to go away In order to come back I have to find a way To find all that I lack. Come find me in-between  I'll save a place for you We'll write our own brave story And finally make it true.

Your eyes looking back at me tell me everything you see Your eyes tell me where I've been and the person I can't be Your eyes tell me so much more then I could ever say Your eyes come to me in dreams and then they run away. My hopes float upon the wind like a gentle feather They rise with every victory and sink with stormy weather They fly so high when I am free of all my doubts and cares They come to me to lift my goals with challenges and dares My wisdom finds the meeting 'tween my goals and all my acts My passions rising in the storm forever wane and wax Until I find my soul's true counter forever will I roam And if I never find her, I will find my way alone. 

Together, and then apart, the pieces move in sync... Gently striding forward through the ravages of time. The Angels of their mercy come for my pain yet again Soothing it with their salves and their words of gentle wisdom. I knew my heroine long enough to know when she was strained. I knew the task before me as long in time and short in its glory I knew the Angels would be with me on my poor man's journey I only hoped to make the fruits to be worth the bitter costs. Ascending upon the mountaintop of my spiritual journey Surveying all the wreckage of my life and what it was Knowing that I'll never be the person that they sought Forever bound to my fate as the rich man's poorest son. I'll keep my pace upon my journey I'll keep my eyes upon the prize I'll prove myself unto my Angels She'll earn her mercy before she dies. 

When my hands, they shake, and energy fails When fear comes hard and fast When my mind is lost in eternal space I have no recourse, I shelter in place When I cannot grasp the words that they say When my efforts come to naught When the safe harbor is lost to a serpent race I have no recourse, I shelter in place I hesitate to reach for my wrath For there must be another answer I search for the clues to find a new path I cannot fail this time.  Lost in the doubt and regret that I find I gather my patience and shelter my mind I know that I must give more effort and time When I lack my answers, I shelter in place.  I fear for the actions my mind commits I fear for the words I don't say I watch for the courage to come back in place But regrettably, I shelter in place I walk out of my shelter and scream at the sky and although it does not answer my screams and my cries When world loses temper and forgets its place I cry out to God and shelter in place.

She walked in silence, small and humble amongst the glass and rocks... Her barefoot feet somehow unmarred, in contemplation of the costs. She fled her ghosts and repelled their whispers And walked the long way home. She called her friends who would not answer She ran from all that she had known She ran from all her fears and frights and watched the ghosts of yesteryears As they laughed her demons to mockery... while she shed only invisible tears. She traveled the path they would not grant her So stubborn and defiant in her anger and fear She knelt before the angels and martyrs and prayed for abatement of this nightmare. She climbed again and kept her pace and ignored the voices harassing She ran to remember the kindest of men and mourned their violent passing. She chased the angels as they ascended Wishing she was one She left the heroes she had known for in her sorrow, they now were none.

Lithe and orange and furry beyond measure kitnip and scratching posts among his pleasures with stripes and whiskers to mark his feline form playful and pestering is simply the norm. agile and swift but vigilant too loyal and willing to always stay true cunning and graceful but patient as time always remembering that he is only mine.

She called my heart the other day And I knew not the words to say. I tried honesty  I told her about the yearning inside All of the things that I'd tried to hide The games that I played to enter her soul So many games with only one goal. Then I tried humor I laughed about my helpless delight At the moment she came into my sight The way that she lit up that light in my eyes The way that I hated each and every goodbye Then I tried pleasing I spoke of her beauty beyond all the others The joy that her presence always uncovers The smiles that I held in my heart just for her The lies that I told as I held her in wonder Then I tried pleading Reminding that hearts cannot hold out forever That sometimes they are meant to be together That fading comes fast in the breath of denial That falling becomes its own bitter trial. In the end there was nothing but nothing to say And after some time the time washed away.

Love recalls and returns Love surrenders its wants to meet needs. Love bubbles and burns Love rejects greed.  Love has passion or it is not love It has patience and forbearance. It has repentance and humility. Love is honest and forgiving. Love looks forward and not past. Love is open, yet restrained It is reflective in absence Love is wise and true Because it is self-evident. Love needs and requires no recognition When unreturned, it is still love When unrecognized, it is still love. Love does not revert but only grows Love transfers and ignites When answered by hate, it is the love that is remembered.

All around me loud and fast the raging demons' voices echo Confidence in shards and shatters and little of victory to know. Patiently waiting for the chance to stake my name in fables in the arena of the elders where legends are claimed by the abled. With trepidation, I seek God's counsel in the lonely hour of my trial In tribulation, I set forth to run for the denial of my descending doom I wonder where these stored past passions can finally enjoin me And all of the lectures of previous days will echo and return to warn me

While you weren't listening I started closing doors I ran around the back Then opened up some more While you weren't listening I changed a few ideas I put away my fairy tales I tried to face my fears. You wanted me to change You found and shaped a mold You called upon your champions To bring me back in fold. You wanted to know everything Perhaps I didn't learn I chased the wrong directions And failed to grow and earn.  While you weren't watching I found a different way I found new things to do I found new things to say. While you weren't watching I changed the way I am I changed my view of the world I learned to not pretend.

Dear Spidey, Patients come and patients go, but arachnids are special, we all know we appreciate you even though our appreciation may knot always show you have a way with words, it's true we never knew the core of you you came here as a larva and grew And the world shall see your heart anew! don't give up your legged ways for there shall come some brighter days! - Elle

Determination, it echoes against the winds of hate and denial Higher rising the legend's banner that strife cannot defile The currency of whispers speaks to resentment and regret But further on the banner waves in the glimmer of sunset She spoke of times I failed her in the trials of becoming men Charging with our banners just to flee them once again Smartly in the shadows we regain our strength and honor To rise again in righteous defense of our burning manor. Jealously, she spoke of triumphs snatched from jackal's jaw And wounds of blood and anger that would ripen red and raw Vengeful in our justice we become a certain type of man Who struggles with the question of when to stay the hand. Lucid now, we never fail to fight our fickle fate Never turning from a horrid will to find our hate. And so we turn and spirits burn with passion in our eye To choose between our love and hate, the passions we defy.

Pools of blue and straw haired blonde Lighting up my soul and beyond Stars so bright shine in her eyes And yet my heart her words deny Drawing me inexorably towards A kiss, a caress the highest reward And when our eyes come forth to meet Sparks will fly and hearts will beat Truth it only runs from lies At the sight my soul, it sighs With the grace of an angel's flight She returns my gaze with infinite sight.

Wind and rain and dust and flood Hurricanes descend from above And so an angel extends a hand To save the last of hope and love. Water churning in pools of denial To cheer the empty hero Calm the waters once again And drop the anger down below Where the feathers fly again across the lonely lands I cannot find my hero now He fled with all his plans. When all the states hospitals and medicinemen Cannot revive bipolar again Where then dost thou cast the blame? Reflect it back and find your shame.

Hanging in the corner From a silky thread by the light of windows with pen and paper spread The dragonfly, it hovers, In the room just down the hall busy are the bees from the comb the honey falls And so, the bear creeps lowly sniffing at the air sneaking in so softly to tackle what is there He's bigger than the dragonfly Though hungry, he is strong He plots to steal some honey Because right is never wrong Unfortunately for bear (though spider plays along) When they come in number, bees can be quite strong Soon the door comes open, and queen bee has a friend Blue bee joins the hive, in the room down at the end To make bear's matters worse another bee pops out soon the first door opens and bees are all about Spider, do a favor... Distract the dragonfly.

Knowledge in the chaos Vortex Rippling through like waves Turning up the power brings reverberating rage Stepping back, the echoes fade As knowledge builds my power Whisperings of the doings past Returning hour by hour Whither from, the echo calls And whence will it return? 'Cross the lonely path of which Is leading us astern.  Walking back and running forward an agent of the chaos Looking for an aiding ally We're bearing up our cross. So, what is it that we know now And whither shall it lead us? Can we find another way Before the demons bleed us?

Ebbybody gloves Molly... Ebben when she is Folly... And taking pills can be stupid, Especially when less then totally lucid. They had the war on drugs... And the war on hugs... But where's the war on pills? I've surely had my fill. When I think of going crawling... I find the hospitals appalling... There's a lack of fruits Bodies comin outta chutes. Then they want a quick fix But it's too late for it.