I'm not alone
Not in my mind
I have my words
Of different kinds
Some words of love
Some words of pain
Of hurt, obsession,
And pride so vain
A word so kind
It melts your heart
And keeps you warm
In winters dark.
A word so harsh
It blows across
The dusty plains
Like winter stark.
A word of hope
A word of prayer
A word to make you
Wish you were here.
These words are mine
I give them away
And ask, in turn,
No price you pay,
But give me words
To hoard as mine
A song, a quote,
To pen my lines.
So give me magic,
Dim the lights,
Show me joy
Or steal my sight.

What is life
But pain and blood,
You knock it down,
It still gets up.
You play with it,
It fucks you up.
You make it work,
Or give it up.

How to Survive

Bits and pieces of my life,
Scattered over wind and time,
Bits and bobs and shiny things,
Mingling with broken wings,
Here a person, there a man,
Scattering like grains of sand.
Take a penny, throw a dime,
Here's a story, there's a rhyme,
Keep it close or scatter it,
Pieces falling bit by bit.
Keep it in in waning light
Let it out in darkest night
When the clock strikes midnight
Insanity will win the fight,
Insanity will hold me close,
And whisper in my deepest throes.
A story I may have to tell
A story I may have to tell,
A story not of living well,
But living on and living hard,
And living through the darkest dark,
No lanterns shining over me,
But what I could make..
Save what i could see.

I don't understand
These foolish thoughts
This feeling bad
This feeling lost
The anger grows
I noticed that
It keeps me safe
It keeps me smart
Be silent now
My foolish heart

Random

What is touch?
A touch of time.
A hand of fate
A fate in rhyme
With feelings felt
And lessons learnt
Of freezing touch
And fire burnt.
In burning woods
We run and hide
We run in vain
Against the tide.
The ocean drowns
All happiness
It lowers hope
In hollow breasts.
No hope I see
No touch I feel
Just randomness
And empty zeal.